Chapter three hundred and fifty eight pleated skirt
When Alice noticed the golden flame, the flame burning on the torch seemed to notice her too...
This feeling is very subtle and strange. Alice can feel the life force of the flame beating, and can even feel its emotions at this moment.
This is no ordinary flame.
When Alice realized this, the golden flame became restless. It suddenly accelerated its burning speed and swallowed up the entire torch.
The flame suddenly flew up, and the wooden torch had burned into a pile of black ashes. The golden flame flying into the air suddenly twisted and deformed, expanding and enlarging. In just the blink of an eye, it had turned into a huge
Hands of Fire.
Alice's eyes widened. Although she realized something, she couldn't move her body at all.
He was grabbed by the hands of golden flames, and his vision was filled with burning gold.
Every part of his body was burning violently, especially his left hand, which was infected by the darkness, was burning the most violently.
Alice felt like she was a sawdust thrown into the magma, and was completely melted before she could react.
Although her body was burning, Alice did not feel any fear. Even the feeling of her whole body being wrapped in golden flames actually filled her heart with happy emotions. She seemed to be bathing in the flames, and then gradually became one with it.
The magic potion fed to Alice by the Ghostfaced Wizard melts in your mouth.
What if the flames brought Alice a feverish and fierce heat?
So, what the magic potion brought to Alice was comfort as clear as spring water, which gently and quickly moisturized every corner of her body, protecting her from being burned in the fierce flames.
When Alice felt herself turning into a golden flame, she saw a white door. The magic door emitting milky white light opened silently, and Alice instinctively chose to get in.
She saw the girl, the girl who had been sitting quietly beside her on the bench in the magic garden of the Magic Tower, without saying a word.
The girl was still wearing a white pleated skirt, with long black hair hanging on her shoulders, and her delicate and beautiful facial features were as unreal as if they were drawn. The girl looked at Alice and still said nothing.
Alice found that she was approaching her, and her current form was not her original form, but a ray of bright golden flame.
When Alice came back to her senses, she found herself falling into the outstretched hand of the girl in the white dress. Alice subconsciously curled up her body.
Afraid of accidentally burning the opponent's porcelain-smooth and beautiful skin with his own flames...
He opened his eyes wide in confusion, and looked blankly at the girl. Neither of them spoke, and the quiet atmosphere spread in the wonderful blue space...
"squeak."
The girl suddenly spoke and uttered a single syllable. Alice thought, could this girl be imitating the rat's cry?
The small flame above her head shook, and she tilted her head, confused.
"squeak!"
Just when Alice was confused, the girl screamed again, this time it sounded more like a mouse.
However, seeing the other party keep shouting at her, Alice suddenly made a very bold guess, and she tentatively asked:
"Excuse me...are you calling me?"
The girl didn't seem to expect that Alice would take the initiative to talk to her. She blinked her black and white eyes and nodded vigorously several times. Alice could only curl up her body desperately, fearing that the other party's hair would fall out due to nodding.
It burned instantly.
"My name is Alice, not Zhizhi."
Alice quickly dodged the girl's hanging hair while trying to explain her identity to the other party.
Who would have thought that as soon as she finished speaking, the girl in the pleated skirt suddenly stopped nodding. Alice raised her head cautiously, and a large drop of cold water suddenly fell on her body. The flame-shaped body was in this droplet.
Under the power of the water droplets, they made a hissing sound.
Suddenly, everything disappeared.
Alice slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on a light blue hospital bed.
She slowly stretched out her hand, gently touched her forehead with her fingers, and then moved her hand in front of her eyes, with crystal clear water shining on her white fingertips.
Only then did Alice realize that the drop of water falling on her head came from the tears of the girl in the pleated skirt.
But why do I...
Will he appear on the hospital bed in the Demon Healing Tower again?
Alice tried to sit up, and it went more smoothly than expected. You know, when she met the Ghost-Faced Magician, her whole body was sore and exhausted. But in her current state, even if she went to the Magic Arena to compete with other magic students,
, and there is no problem at all.
Not only did my body feel no pain, but I also felt relaxed. The persistent tingling sensation from the black mark on my left hand also miraculously disappeared.
Alice lowered her head and looked at her left hand wearing a black glove, paused for a few seconds, and then took off the left glove with her right hand.
The flame-shaped black scar that originally occupied most of the palm of my hand has now shrunk to the size of a mung bean. Moreover, its shape has also changed into the shape of a tear.
Alice recalled the girl in the pleated skirt who cried. If she guessed correctly, the person who changed the mark on her palm and weakened the power of the curse was the girl in the white skirt who called herself "Zhi".
Human tears are often hot or warm, but that girl's tears were as cold as the ice and snow in the far north, without any warmth at all.
Could it be that... the girl who saved him is not a human being?
Alice put on her gloves and thought silently.
During her moment of contemplation, the door to the ward was pushed open, and Dolores and the milk-split cat rushed in, one person and one cat, and threw Alice down on the bed, who had just sat up.
"Wow!"
Alice exclaimed, being caught off guard and pressed down below, and her meditation was forced to be interrupted.
"Alice, you finally woke up! I'm so excited! I really miss you!"
Alice used a little force to push Dolores's face away:
"I understand, can you keep your distance first? I want to sit up..."
At this time, Pauline Pauline, wearing hospital clothes, appeared at the door. Seeing this scene, she noticed Alice's eyes asking for help, smiled brightly, and then stepped aside.
Another man in hospital clothes also walked in.
When Alice saw the other party, she was slightly startled, her amber eyes lit up, and her tone was surprised and happy:
"Abu?"
Willett and Pauline walked into the ward together. Although the Magic Guild Master's face was a little pale, it was not so white that it was transparent.
Hearing the president's name, Dolores subconsciously got up from Alice. When the milk-splitting cat saw Willett, it screamed happily, jumped up from putting it on, and jumped into Brenda's arms.
"Alice has just woken up and her body has not recovered yet. She will not be able to withstand Doro's enthusiasm."
The ice and snow girl smiled lightly and reminded her in a gentle tone.
"Meow!"
The milk-split cat nodded in agreement, and stuck out its tongue at Dolores, smiling arrogantly.
"...I'll be more careful next time!"
She smiled guiltily, and the little pink-haired witch felt extremely angry. She thought about getting the dried fish that the cat divided into the milk later, and then eating them all.
Chapter completed!