Magical Journey: The Other Shore Blooms on the Other Shore

After the issue of the Yin-Yang Sphere was settled, the master and apprentice returned home. Subsequently, Elena, accompanied by Fran, successfully entered the Royal Magic University.

Fran led them to Fran's private office.

For some unknown reason, Qin obediently played the role of a transparent person, not disturbing the master and apprentice's reunion and reminiscing. She quietly leaned against the office door, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

Elena naturally had a lot to say to her teacher, after all, the last time they met was when she first became a witch.

Several years have passed since Fran gave me the star brooch, and of course I have many interesting travel stories to share with my teacher.

These include why she chose to travel, her favorite book "The Adventures of Nicole," and sharing Elaine's favorite chapter from "The Adventures of Nicole."

Fran also chatted enthusiastically with her beloved student about the interesting things that had happened to her in recent years.

The master and apprentice, who had been separated for a long time, started talking for hours.

Until they talked about the accident that Elena experienced.

"Huh? You actually encountered a demon cloud?" Fran exclaimed in surprise. "You actually managed to escape from such an environment. If I didn't know your personality well, I would definitely think you were bragging."

"Hmm..." Elena seemed to remember something and subconsciously glanced at the door. The door was tightly closed, but Elena knew that Qin was not far away outside the door.

After all, the two-dimensional sphere between them has not yet been untied.

"How did you escape? Was the demonic cloud like the rumors said—" Fran asked excitedly. This was truly big news. Demonic clouds were already rare, and many even thought they were just made-up legends. To escape from a demonic cloud was even more bizarre.

If it were anyone else, she probably wouldn't have believed it at all. But she knew that although Elena had a somewhat wicked personality, she wouldn't exaggerate her abilities to lie to her for no reason.

But the atmosphere seemed to be getting a little strange. Although Fran looked unreliable with her squinty eyes and sleepy eyes, she was quick-witted and calmed down.

If we're talking about who knows Elena best, besides her parents, Fran considers herself to be number one.

“You’ve seemed a little off ever since you came back, and it’s even more obvious now. Is there anything you haven’t told your teacher?” Fran asked calmly.

"Huh? Is it that obvious?" Elena asked, puzzled, blinking her glassy eyes.

“Hmm…you usually wear your heart on your sleeve. And after all, we’ve known each other for more than just a day or two.” Fran took a sip of her black tea. “However, a disciple isn’t obligated to report everything to their teacher. But I feel that we’re more like friends than master and disciple, and it still makes me a little sad that you’re hiding something from me.”

"Um...I'm sorry..."

“You don’t need to apologize. We’re friends, I won’t make things difficult for you. But I suspect it has something to do with that bad guy at the door. Did he bully you? I know you’re kind, but…”

“Huh? He’s not a bad guy,” Elena blurted out.

What? So the teacher always thought Qin was a bad guy?

I was so immersed in the joy of reuniting with my teacher that I overlooked many things—now that I think about it, Ms. Fran's attitude towards Qin was very cold, even disgusted.

This puzzled Fran greatly. Why would her beloved student say such a thing? Could it be that she had misunderstood something?

"It was him who saved me from the demonic cloud," Elena said slowly, placing her hand on her chest.

“I see…” Fran nodded, and the atmosphere became even more heavy and silent.

……

“A demon’s servant—he can use demonic magic,” Fran nodded and said.

According to rumors, this kind of magic cloud that actively absorbs the magic power of mages is the nemesis of any mage. In such a dangerous environment, the life of a mage who cannot use magic is as fragile as paper.

It is a common understanding in this world that magicians need magical power and a wand to use magic.

However, this consensus is limited to people only.

Creatures like demons employ magic that is far more unpredictable and complex, its principles often unknown. Elves, too, are never seen using wands, and it's unclear whether they utilize magical energy.

Using demonic magic to bring Elena out would make sense.

“I apologize for my previous stereotypes,” Fran said.

After all, he had saved her beloved disciple—and she had treated him that way; Fran felt a little guilty. Her bad habit of judging people by their appearance was really getting to her.

“Although he probably doesn’t care about this at all, Ms. Fran’s apology shouldn’t have been given to me,” Elena said.

"You're right." You should admit you're wrong.

“But he’s probably sleeping right now, let’s wait a bit.” Fran briefly checked the situation outside the door. This door was also some kind of magical artifact. It was easy to use detection magic from the inside out, but even a witch couldn’t detect the situation inside the room from the outside.

Unless she's a witch who has specifically studied and explored.

As the only witch in the entire magic university, Fran received the highest level of treatment from the school.

"Speaking of which, isn't his personality a bit strange? How can he fall asleep like this?" Fran asked.

After all, Fran couldn't even imagine sleeping in the hallway.

“He wouldn’t lie down in a bed even if he had one—he’s definitely a weirdo,” Elena said.

Moreover, what they say is sometimes hard to understand.

Their behavior can be contradictory at times. They may say discouraging things, but their actions don't seem to lead them toward death; in fact, they often show a positive side to others.

Aside from that one time when he went mad from excessive use of demonic magic and lost control during the Demon Explosion Cloud incident, he was like a statue that didn't like to talk much.

In short, I couldn't understand him at all; he was an absolute eccentric.

"Teacher Fran—is there a kind of magic that can reveal what a person truly wants?" Elena suddenly asked.

"Hmm, why are you asking that?"

“Before parting ways with him, at least I want to give back,” Elena said honestly.

I feel a little empty inside, but this kind of thing was bound to happen sooner or later.

"After traveling with him for so long, you don't even know what he wants?" Fran said speechlessly.

Is it okay for him to say he wants to die?

He's a weirdo.

“Alright, alright, there really is such magic,” Fran said.

Since it was my beloved student who asked, I should help. Besides, in the end, it's also a way of making up for what I did for Qin back then.

“Over the years, I’ve learned a new spell from a magic book,” Fran said gently.

"Huh? The lazy teacher actually studies."

"Irena is so mean."

"Just kidding, please continue, teacher."

I'm sad.

"Don't cry, don't cry, keep talking—"

This disciple really doesn't know how to respect his teacher. How could I have taught such a disobedient disciple?

Fran took a magic book from the bookshelf behind her and opened it: "This is a type of dream magic. The author of this book, the Dream Witch, calls it Dream Entry Magic."

"Ah."

"The essence of magic is to invade a person's consciousness and then see fragments of their past experiences. For a time, this was also used as a means of interrogation."

"So, you mean I should go see his memories?"

"Yes, that way you'll understand what he really wants, right? How about that? Isn't the teacher very helpful?" Fran smiled, her expression practically screaming, "Praise me!"

“That’s not a good idea. I’d be angry if someone used magic like that to probe my memories,” Elena said.

"The witch has never claimed to be a good person," Fran chuckled. Elaina wasn't a good person, and neither was she. "As long as the intentions are good, don't worry about the methods. Don't miss this opportunity, okay? Think it over?"

It seems there are no other good solutions besides this one.

He probably doesn't mind.

Moreover—Irena was genuinely interested in Beatrice, but Jean wouldn't say much. Finally, she convinced herself, yes, her intentions were good; she just wanted to know how to repay him.

Fran knew her apprentice well, and it was within her expectations that Elena would agree.

"I should explain something beforehand. Using this magic will allow you to empathize with him for a short period of time, and this feeling will even carry over to reality for a while after you wake up. This can be considered a side effect—so this magic gradually faded from the scene," Fran reminded her before taking out her wand and chanting the spell.

"As you wake from the dream, the memories you explored will recede like the tide. Just like the principle of dreaming, only the most vivid memories remain. Do you understand, Elena?" Fran finished.

“Yes, I’m ready. Use your magic on me,” Elena said.

Fran nodded, watching as she waved her wand over the spellbook. As Elena's master, the Star Witch, casting spells according to the spellbook was a piece of cake for her.

After a flash of light...

Irena felt a wave of drowsiness wash over her, and then, in a daze, she slumped onto the table and fell asleep.