Operation Red Book

"I was born in a small village in Colombia. There is a hillside to the south of the village and a large forest to the north. My parents and I lived in a corner near the forest."

"Other people in the village don't like us because we know magic, so they are afraid of us. But we are not the United States, so there is no reason for us to hurt others casually..."

Beatrice lay down on Bell's bed, with several minerals of different colors floating in front of her.

"Humans are all like this. They are naturally timid. Not only are they afraid of creatures that are stronger than them, but they also try every possible means to persecute innocent wizards to death..."

Bell sat in front of a smoking cauldron, with several bubbling potion bottles placed beside her.

"There are only two ways to make humans friendly. Either you show your altruistic value, or you make yourself stronger, strong enough to scare them, strong enough to make them surrender."

"Submission, panic...Haha, you're talking about the gods, right?"

"The second one is too difficult. Few wizards can do it. Most of them choose the former... That's what my father did. He used his witchcraft and medical skills to save human lives."

"Your father saved human lives? A lot of people?"

"A lot of people, almost everyone in the town goes to his clinic for treatment, and there are even dignitaries who come here specially from England!"

"But..." The ore floating in front of Beatrice spun rapidly, "Didn't your father suffer revenge from those people?"

"What are you talking about?" Bell immediately stopped what he was doing.

"My father's witchcraft is also very powerful. My mother and I are protected by the protective shield cast by my father."

"Until one day, a werewolf tribe attacked the village. Many newborn babies were snatched away on the night of the full moon. The village chief therefore asked my father to cast a spell to protect the village."

"After much hesitation, my father finally agreed. He discussed countermeasures with the village chief. One group of people took the magic weapons made by my mother to fight against the werewolves, and the other group stayed in the village with my father to protect the family."

"My mother is very powerful. The magic weapons she made are very powerful. My father is just as powerful as my mother. He used witchcraft to create an extremely large protective shield and guarded the village alone on the watchtower for three days and three nights."

"But when the werewolf tribe was wiped out, the villagers realized that there was still a big threat that needed to be eliminated."

"After three days and three nights without rest, Dad's physical strength was exhausted. That was the best time for our family to be wiped out."

"My father worked so hard that he was tied to a stone by humans and sunk into the muddy river. My home lost the protection of my father's magic and was easily broken into by the village chief and the villagers."

"My mother saw everything in her crystal ball. She made explosives at the last minute and used her last bit of strength to push me deep into the woods."

"That group of people used the magic weapon my mother made to take her to the burning ground. When the flames were lit and everyone cheered, the explosives in my mother's body burned. Then, with a loud bang, the entire village was razed to the ground."

The banyan trees deep in the forest were all lit up by warm yellow lights, like a fish lantern lit in the center of the pitch-black ocean.

"I felt sorry for Beatrice's tragic life. After that, I took her with me in everything I did, not only to teach her the language, but also to help her get rid of the shadow of her parents' death."

"We are inseparable, like a pair of sisters made in heaven. We participated in broom flying competitions together and signed up for lake bottom mud cleaning activities together..."

"She would work on potions with me until the early morning, and I would go to the magic fair in San Francisco with her."

"She has shown great talent in the field of magic, but her dream is to open the world's number one magic tool store in the heart of the Chihuahuan Desert in Mexico."

“But I’m very supportive of her, just like she’s supportive of my dreams.”

"After spending a few months together, our relationship quickly grew stronger, and we gradually became inseparable friends. We even carved each other's names on the branches of the same tree..."

"What is the same-born tree?" Joshua interrupted.

"The same-life tree grows in places with plenty of rain. It is very common in the wizarding world. It represents blessing and eternal life, hope and longevity."

"After carving each other's names on the branches, the tree will quickly wither and shrink, and it will bring the friendship between the two people to the vast land, so that the two people who carved their names will receive the blessings of all the trees."

"But we seem to have been forgotten by the Tongsheng Tree. Is it because we didn't absorb enough nutrients, or is it because this relationship was not blessed from the beginning..."

Bell stared at the lights in the forest, tears slowly flowing from the corners of his drooped eyes to his cheeks.

"I don't know..." she said in a trembling voice.

"Hey, Beatrice!"

"Beatrice, hey, how are you doing?"

"Beatrice, you look so beautiful today!"

"Beatrice, are you going to have a party at the top of the tower tonight?"

"Oh my god, Beatrice, what did you eat? It smells so good!"

"Oh my god, could you please open your eyes a little wider when you flatter me?"

Bell couldn't bear it anymore and slammed the glass on the dining table. She frowned and looked like a crazy lioness.

"Your dandruff-covered hair is hanging down into my salad bowl!"

"Oh, that's enough, you crazy Irish man. If you weren't walking with Beatrice, I wouldn't want to get close to someone who smells like disinfectant..."

"Now that I think about it, I don't want to get close to someone who smells like vomit."

Bell counterattacked calmly, not paying any attention to the glances Beatrice kept sending him.

"I'm even more disgusted by the lunatic who got herself drunk and vomited all over her ex-boyfriend after getting cheated on! Get off my salad, you miserable bastard!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh wuwuwuwuwuwuwu..."

The witch, whose throat was choked, could not withstand Bell's attack at all. She covered her face and ran out of the restaurant, crying all the way.

"You're too direct, Bell..." Beatrice warned.

"Why, is this the secret to becoming the most popular witch in school?" Bell scooped a large spoonful of cheese into his mouth.

"Really? Thank you! I like it so much! It's okay! It's okay... I can't say something that goes against my will."

"Why are you being so sarcastic?" Beatrice was a little unhappy.

"When did I become so evil?"

"Then why are you rolling your eyes?"

"When did I roll my eyes?"

"Look, you just flipped over another one!"

"Why are you so serious? I'm used to rolling my eyes, just like you're used to throwing all your clothes on the bed."

"It's not like you spend all night fiddling with some nasty smelling potion!"

"My potion? Did I say anything to you when you came back in the middle of the night reeking of alcohol and perfume?"

"You've been disliking me for a long time, right? If you didn't like me, you should have told me earlier!"

"Yes, I've disliked you for a long time!"

"Really……"

"real!"

"Did you really say that?" Joshua said with his neck stiff.

"Yeah," Bell admitted quickly.

"If Ivy said something like that to me, I would hide in a dark corner and draw circles... for a month... for two months..."

"But Beatrice is Beatrice. She is not you, nor is she Miss Ivy!"

Belle suddenly got angry. She snapped her fingers and three big pumpkins in the distance exploded one after another like balloons.

Joshua was stunned. The pumpkin puree all over the ground cast a layer of orange on the vegetable garden. Joshua now only dared to move his eyes.

"I spend less and less time with her. She likes to be lively and go with the flow, but I am so old-fashioned that I only want to show off my intelligence by getting the first place."

"We quarrel from time to time, and our shortcomings that are usually invisible are infinitely magnified in each other's eyes."

"After that showdown, I applied for a joint potion research project and devoted myself to the research. Beatrice also disappeared all day and all night, pursuing pleasure outside every day..."

"We all had our complaints and accusations against each other, but we kept our grievances to ourselves as usual, until that day..."

"To escape from the pressure of the day, I found the invitation I had forgotten on the table."

"It was Beatrice's birthday party and that's when I realised we hadn't seen each other in over two months."

"I cleaned myself up, sorted out my feelings, and went over alone."

"But, right there, in that corner where no one cared, I found Beatrice kissing a witch..."

"That witch, with the gray hair, is the annoying Belgian noble."