Then, at a speed almost as slow as an ant crawling, he tiptoed and rubbed his way along the floor as he moved towards the door of the private room.
Her movements were gentle enough, and luckily the hotel was of high quality enough that the floor was not the rotten wooden floor that would scream if you stepped on it lightly, so she arrived at the door without making any extra noise.
She twisted the metal handle millimeter by millimeter and pushed the door open to a gap of more than ten centimeters.
The cool night breeze poured in from outside, causing Daisy, who was only wearing a long-sleeved shirt and a knee-length skirt, to shiver. However, she managed to control her arms well, preventing the bearings of the door from making a harsh friction sound due to excessive rotation.
She fixed the gap in the door to a dozen centimeters, then turned sideways and passed through it easily.
After leaving the private room and coming to the corridor of the hotel, she closed the door, breathed a sigh of relief, leaned her back against the wall to maintain her balance, bent one knee, and lifted one foot off the ground.
Then he bent down slightly, took off his shoes, skillfully put on his white knee-high socks, and then put them back into his shoes.
The other foot repeated the same trick and quickly restored its clothes to normal.
While adjusting her top and her navy-blue medium-length hair, Daisy walked down the stairs in a slightly anxious pace and came to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.
The security guard on duty in the lobby saw a little girl trotting down from upstairs and walking towards the night outside the gate, but he didn't care and just flipped through the newspaper to pass the time.
After Daisy walked out of the hotel gate, she turned right and turned into a narrow alley when she passed it. She walked all the way to the end and finally arrived at the back of the hotel building.
The view in front of me suddenly opened up to a deserted lot with messy weeds growing randomly without any rules, revealing a gloomy atmosphere.
There was no light, but the dazzlingly bright silver moon at the zenith provided some illumination, preventing her eyes from falling into the darkness where she could not see anything.
"Finally... I found the opportunity..."
Daisy felt a surge of long-suppressed excitement in her heart. She swallowed nervously, trotted to the center of the weed-covered open space, and looked around for a while.
Soon, she found a suitable target: a stone as big as a head, grayish white all over, irregular in shape, and looked very hard.
She stared at the stone, took a deep breath, and her thin and tender chest swelled slightly.
Then, he stretched out his right hand, spread out his five fingers, and pointed his white palm at the stone that had existed for who knows how long.
"The ninth authority, Panacea, activated. Target: The third authority, Wandering Mist."
Familiar and illusory information emerged from her mind. She moved her lips and whispered in a clear and childish voice:
"Confirm call, release."
"brush--"
A dim warm light burst out from her palm, forming a slender and bright beam of light, pointing straight forward!
The finger-thick warm yellow beam of light hit the stone on the ground directly, and at the same time, the irregularly shaped gray-white rock...
The edges and corners of its surface were quickly worn away, its size was shrinking, and a large amount of white dust visible to the naked eye was spreading.
In the blink of an eye, the head-sized rocks turned into fine dust like quicklime, which floated in the breeze, sprinkled on the wild weeds, seeped into the fertile soil, and disappeared in the cool and gentle evening breeze.
It’s as if... the natural weathering process of rocks has been accelerated tens of millions of times.
"Wow, awesome!"
Daisy interrupted the release of the light beam, stamped her feet in excitement, raised her chin proudly, and a bright smile bloomed on her pretty little face.
"Um... Daisy, calm down, calm down, you are not a child anymore!"
After being excited for a while, her hands and feet suddenly calmed down, and her childish face deliberately put on a mature and steady expression, which made her look even more adorable.
She turned her right hand over and looked at her palm.
The familiar holy emblem of "Twilight Servant" floated above it again, fading and changing again, turning into the "Mage Sister Apple Picture".
She stared at this beautiful and mysterious picture for a long time, until a sweet voice like the sound of nature broke the silence:
"You have a good understanding. You can reach this level without anyone teaching you."
Chapter 133: Mist of Decline
"what!"
Daisy shuddered all over, let out a shrill cry from her throat, and jumped away.
Her eyes scanned the surroundings in panic, and soon she discovered a familiar figure appearing at the entrance of the alley she had just walked out of.
The bright and cold silver moonlight shone down, clearly outlining the silhouette of the person coming: a black cloak, a petite figure...
Under the wide hood, a dark haze covered the upper half of his face, revealing only a perfectly proportioned chin and lips with a mysterious curve at the corners.
"Mage sister..."
Seeing that the person coming was Qi Ji, Daisy's tense heartstrings relaxed for a moment, but then her face turned red with embarrassment, like a child who was caught by adults playing a story-telling game with toy figures.
Qi Ji looked at Daisy with her head bowed and her ears red as if they were about to bleed. He just chuckled a few times and walked up to her as if nothing had happened:
"Can you repeat what you just did?"
"Well……"
Daisy raised her head blankly, and her brown eyes looked carefully at Qi Ji's shadowed eyes.
Qi Ji smiled and said, "I'm curious about how you did it. Can you show me again?"
Her tone was very gentle, like a kindergarten teacher coaxing a child. Combined with her ethereal, clear and flawless voice, she was full of unique charm and was simply irresistible.
"Okay, okay... no problem..." Daisy agreed timidly, blushing as she took a few steps back, putting some distance between herself and Qi Ji.
"Mage sister, please be careful. I don't know if I will miss..."
"do not worry."
Qi Ji stood still, but secretly prepared several defensive spells and fully mobilized his senses and attention to prevent accidents.
She was not worried about her own safety. After all, she was suspected to be a resurrected god. Even the black fog of the "First Creator" could not do anything to her, not to mention Daisy who had only obtained one billionth of her power.
But the reason why "accident" is called "accident" is because the form in which it occurs and the object of its impact are unpredictable.
It would be troublesome if Daisy failed to control her own power and something happened to herself, the Garys in the hotel, and even the residents of the entire city of Loen.
In short, in order to avoid any mistakes in this matter, Qi Ji took a very serious attitude and tried to be foolproof.
Daisy closed her eyes, let her hands hang down, spread her legs slightly, lowered her head naturally, and stood in the most comfortable posture.
After calming down, she took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly over more than ten seconds, constantly recalling the previous two experiences of successfully releasing the "dim light", allowing her own thinking to approach the state at that time.
After a few more rounds of deep breathing, she slowly opened her eyes. Her brown eyes, which had originally been mixed with a bit of shyness and excitement, had now returned to their calmness as the tranquility of a lake.
"Invoke: The Third Authority: Lingering Mist."
Her small, pink lips moved slightly, and after she uttered a few words in a voice almost as if she were talking to herself, she took a half step forward with her right foot and leaned her body slightly to one side.
Then, slowly and carefully, he raised his right hand, with his five fingers naturally spread out and his palm facing forward.
In the center of that tender, white palm, a large area of illusory and gorgeous colors floated up without knowing when, with deep black as the curtain, mysterious dark purple as the background, dotted with colorful stars and light balls...
The "holy emblem" that should have belonged to Qi Ji - "Map of Stars"!
Her head also rose, and her eyes were fixed on the same place as the "Star Map" on the palm of her right hand.
It was a cluster of bushes located in the corner of the open space, nearly one meter tall, with thick and hard stems and leaves, covered with sharp and dense thorns, and dark green and black leaves growing randomly.
——Filled with savagery and exuberant breath of life.
"Confirm call, release."
As the childish yet deliberately cold and indifferent voice fell, the "star map" in Daisy's palm changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it transformed into the hazy and ethereal "Twilight Waiter".
The next second, a bright yet soft warm yellow light that did not irritate the eyesight at all, burst out!
However, this time it was not a straight beam of light, but a large area of dim, hazy, and amorphous "fog" like a sandstorm!
This ball of "mist" spread rapidly, but it was not out of control. Instead, it generally maintained its forward direction, forming a trumpet shape with Daisy's palm as the "root" extending towards the bushes.
The expanding and spreading yellow mist immediately enveloped the bushes, which quickly turned yellow and shrunken the moment they came into contact with it!
The thick and solid stems and leaves were suddenly covered with cracks, the edges quickly turned up and curled up, and soon they shrank into a ball, and the original dark green color was rapidly turning black and white, as if it was being baked in flames.
A light evening breeze blew by, and the huddled bushes suddenly broke apart, turning into grayish-white fragments like ash and disappearing in the cold, bright silver moonlight, as if they had never existed.
Daisy also stopped at that point and immediately interrupted the release of the "Dusk Mist". The "Twilight Waiter" in her hand also disappeared, and everything returned to normal.
Qi Ji, who was observing all this carefully, nodded and said in an approving tone:
“I am amazed at how well controlled it is.”
"Really?" Daisy's cheeks flushed slightly after being praised so directly by Qi Ji. She pursed her lips and lowered her head.
"Really." Qi Ji walked up to her and nodded his chin very accurately. "I didn't expect you to be so skilled in such a short time."
As they got closer, and with the shining silver moon as bright as a little sun, Daisy could clearly see for the first time the lower half of Qi Ji's face that was not covered by the shadow of the cloak.
A chin that is neither too pointy nor too round, pink lips that are slightly upturned at the corners of the mouth, and a little bit of the nose tip showing... every inch of it is so perfect that even the most discerning eyes cannot find any flaws.
The fair and flawless skin glowed with pale moonlight, exuding a breathtaking beauty and temptation, enough to make anyone intoxicated.
Daisy was still young, and had not yet formed stable and mature aesthetic concepts, but she was still captivated by this purest and most complete beauty. She looked up slightly and was a little obsessed for a moment.
"Master sister..." She stared blankly for a long time, then she smacked her lips quietly to moisten her slightly dry mouth, and then, in a very cautious and reserved voice... raised the same question her mother had expressed in the afternoon:
"Why do you...keep wearing this hat?"
"What?" Qi Ji looked at her reaction and felt a little playful. He turned his head slightly and asked, "Do you want to see it?"
Reason told Daisy that it was very rude to pry into other people's privacy, but she couldn't overcome her curiosity after all, and nodded slightly but vigorously:
"Ok!"
Chapter 134 Night Attack
"Since you want it, I will satisfy you," Qi Ji sighed slightly helplessly, "But you have to be mentally prepared."
"I-I know!"
Daisy clenched her fists and held her breath.
Under her expectant yet slightly uneasy gaze, Qi Ji raised his hand, pinched the tip of the hood with two fingers, and lifted it back.
"call--"
The cloth with a solid and strange texture fell down, bringing up a light yet heavy sound of wind.
The long black hair that had been restrained for a long time finally got the long-lost freedom and cascaded down like a waterfall, part of it naturally hanging down Qi Ji's back, and part of it spread to both sides along the shoulders.
The color is like ebony and the luster is like gemstone.
A corner of her beautifully shaped ear peeked out from the middle, and silver light poured down from the ceiling, giving her a holy and pretty aura.
Like an elf walking out of the moonlit night.
At this moment, Daisy felt that all the beauty in the world... was presented before her eyes without reservation. Apart from this, there was no other beauty that could make her admire.
When she first met Qi Ji, she thought... Why did this wizard sister, who must be very beautiful just by listening to her voice, hide her face and figure so tightly?
At first, she thought that the identity of the magician sister was very sensitive, such as a high-level official of a mysterious organization, a young lady who secretly ran away from a big family, or an agent who was commissioned by a secret organization to carry out a mission.
But later, Qi Ji took the initiative to reveal his identity: a "bounty hunter" who makes a living by "hunting" wanted criminals, and took the initiative to ask to participate in protecting his family, which made Daisy rule out her previous guess.
Because if the identity of the magician sister is really so special that her face cannot be revealed, then she should not get involved in unnecessary events at will.
When the robbers attacked her carriage, she should have fled immediately and tried not to leave any trace.
Therefore, Daisy's imaginative little brain couldn't help but think of another possibility:
Could it be that... the sister wizard simply doesn't want to show her face to others for personal reasons?
For example...some major flaws that are regrettable, or scars that are left behind and cannot be repaired?
And now, the truth is out.
Her guess was…correct, but not entirely correct.
The reason why the wizard sister is unwilling to show her face is simply because it is inconvenient to show.
However, what caused all this was not defects or shortcomings, but... being too perfect, so that if it was casually exposed to the public, it would inevitably attract a lot of eyes, either kind or malicious.
"…Have you seen enough?"
After an unknown amount of time, a familiar and pleasant voice suddenly broke into Daisy's mind, bringing her sinking consciousness back to reality.
The unrealistically beautiful wizard sister tilted her head slightly with a playful smile on her lips, and her dark brown eyes stared straight at her.
"Enough, enough..." Daisy looked away awkwardly, not daring to look directly at the other person's face.
