Magical Journey: The Other Shore Blooms on the Other Shore

"Aren't you going to eat?" Although the bread here wasn't very good, Elena still bought a few pieces to eat for dinner, but judging from Qin's expression, it seemed that she wasn't planning to eat dinner.

Qin was momentarily surprised by Elena's sudden question, after all, no one had ever asked him this question before.

"I've already eaten breakfast," Qin replied simply.

"So you only eat one meal a day? Aren't you hungry?" Elena looked at Qin as if she were a rare species. What kind of person only eats one meal a day? Even if you eat a Manchu Han Imperial Feast for breakfast, you would still be hungry at night.

But she was just asking out of curiosity.

"I'm not hungry," Qin said.

What a weirdo...

Elena didn't say anything more, after all, meddling in other people's business wasn't her style, and she was too lazy to pry if the other party didn't say anything.

Could it be some kind of dieting magic...? She once visited a country where everyone was a workaholic. To work even harder, they skipped meals. A witch there even developed a dieting magic to suppress hunger...

later?

Later, all the civilians in that country starved to death... When Elena was traveling there, only a few high-ranking officials who were still desperately trying to meet their targets were left to receive her.

It's probably time for the country to fall by now. After all, magic can't replenish the body's energy; dieting magic only suppresses people's sense of hunger.

If Qin's refusal to eat or drink is considered a strange behavior...

Next, Elena suddenly didn't know whether using "strange" to describe Qin was an insult to the word "strange."

"You mean you're going to lie down in the street?" Elena asked, somewhat dumbfounded.

“Hanging it in the tree will do. See the treetop? You can rent the room next to the treetop,” Qin said.

Elena was originally worried about where to stay for the night. Since they couldn't be more than ten meters apart, which was still a relatively lenient distance, since even if they stayed next door, they would only be ten meters apart and wouldn't have to share a room.

It would be better to send Elena to heaven than to have her share a room with such a strange man.

Now look what's happened, he never even considered staying in a hotel...

"You usually sleep on the streets?" Elena asked.

"Yes, sometimes I hang it on a tree," Qin answered truthfully.

"Why, don't you have any money? That can't be right..." Elena could basically tell that Qin wasn't wealthy, but as a traveler, she shouldn't be short of money for lodging.

And you can't cheat if you don't have money... no, you can't earn it, right?

"Simply sleeping in the bed isn't comfortable," Qin said.

Elena clutched the back of her head... Good heavens, my cheap travel companion is really... so weird. Sleeping on the street must be so dirty, even if Elena isn't a germaphobe, she couldn't stand it...

But what could she say? Force him to stay in a hotel?

Then you pay for it yourself?

She wasn't going to be happy about it. Let him wonder what it is; it's none of her business, as long as it doesn't affect her life. Whether he lies on the street or even in the sewers communicating with rats about his illness, it's none of her concern.

At night, as always, Elena was organizing her diary at the table by the window in front of her room.

Whenever she lacks inspiration, she stretches and looks at the twinkling stars outside the window.

But today, when she subconsciously looked up at the sky to relax and look at the stars, she was suddenly startled.

A perfectly healthy person was sleeping on a tree trunk...

Even though she already knew Qin was outside, she still couldn't subconsciously process the fact that someone would be sleeping in a tree... After being startled by Qin, her interest in stargazing vanished instantly.

I drew the curtains, lay down in bed, and prepared to drift off to sleep early.

Irene swore this was the earliest she had gone to sleep since leaving Roberta to start her journey, simply because Qin had ruined her mood for organizing her diary.

However, because she went to bed too early, her brain hadn't adjusted yet, and at this time, people often start to overthink things, and Elena was no exception.

Speaking of which...

Is the name Qin a girl's name...?

But he's clearly a male. A male with a female name… ugh, how perverted…

Irene had seen people like this before. There were generally two types of situations: one was that they had a problem with their sexual orientation, perhaps they were attracted to men; the other reason was rather tragic...

In many countries around the world, women generally enjoy a slightly higher social status than men. This is largely because women are far more likely to possess powerful magical potential. Therefore, sometimes, even while the mother is still in the womb, she will give her unborn child a female name to express her hopes.

Whatever the reason, Elena felt that Qin was really strange.

But she wouldn't be so low as to ask about such a sensitive topic.

Lost in these random thoughts, she gradually relaxed and began to dream sweet dreams while lying on the soft bed.

……

The two continued their companionship until the tenth day. During this time, they barely spoke a word to each other. In the first few days, they might have greeted each other, but gradually, they both began to habitually treat each other as if they didn't exist.

Walking on the road, Qin always voluntarily lagged behind Elena by ten steps, deliberately maintaining his usual indifference and silence.

Ever since leaving that hell, Qin has always been like this, never speaking unless absolutely necessary.

On the one hand, he is genuinely not used to speaking; on the other hand, even now he is still learning how to effectively express his views to others.

The intelligent man had long ago learned to read people's expressions and demeanor.

He could tell that Elena didn't like traveling with him.

To make each other's lives more comfortable, it's better to avoid seeing each other altogether, so they willingly became shadows, their presence so faint that normal people wouldn't even notice them.

But it's impossible to completely not see each other, since they're at most ten meters apart, and it's unavoidable that they'll see each other.

Qin, whether intentionally or unintentionally, also learned about the witch's daily routine.

I spend most of my daytime wandering around the country, and I'm actually as free as a traveler.

Then I'll write something on my desk at night before going to sleep.

They eat bread for almost every meal.

We don't know any other information yet... It's hard to see what purpose this witch has in coming to this strange country for a vacation.

On the tenth day, just as dawn broke, Elena got up and began to move.

In the hazy morning light, Elena stood before Qin: "Today you'll pretend to be my magical assistant. I need to take care of something."

Elena hadn't spoken a word to Qin for five days. She had basically gotten used to the existence of this strange person, which was to pretend he didn't exist. But now, she couldn't treat him like he was invisible.

Sure enough? I knew she wouldn't be so bored as to take a ten-day vacation in this dark country.

And it just so happens to be ten days...

“So I’ll take up a day of your time, and of course, I’ll pay you,” Elena said succinctly. “All you have to do is keep your mouth shut. Understand?”

That's quite impolite... It doesn't sound like a discussion, it's more like a notification.

Well—that's how witches are, after all, they've been respected too much, and that's how they've developed some tempers.

“Forgive me for casting a silencing spell on you; you will be unable to speak for a day,” Elena said, picking up her wand. “Compensation will be included in the payment.”

As the wand glowed, the spell of silence was instantly cast upon the harp.

“Come with me…” Elena said.

Qin followed closely behind Elena, and he already had a basic idea of ​​what was going on.

As they approached their destination, Qin saw the rather ornate coffee shop.

As expected, upon entering the coffee shop, I saw the wrinkled old woman sitting in the corner waiting to meet me.

What a coincidence...hehe.

Mrs. Sabe...

"Miss Gray Witch, I'm glad you could keep our appointment on time." Lady Sabe removed her hat to welcome Elena. Her sinister gaze suddenly fell on Qin, and her expression quickly returned to calm after a moment of surprise.

“What does Count Elsen want?” Elena asked.

"May I ask who this person behind you is?"

“Him? My magic assistant,” Elena replied. “I didn’t originally intend to bring him, but he insisted on coming to broaden his horizons.”

Qin's gaze remained locked with Madam Saber's for nearly ten seconds before she slowly spoke: "We have prepared Count Elsen's goods. Please have Miss Witch escort them to their destination. My men will deliver them shortly."

“That would be best.” Elena took a sip of the coffee that had just been served.

And yet, this simple action contained a great deal of meaning. A potion of sleeping magic was added to the coffee, but the moment Elena put it in her mouth, the magic was instantly neutralized.

Both Mrs. Sabe and Qin, who were present, could see it.

Her simple gesture was meant to show Mrs. Saber not to play too many tricks in front of the witch.