"Why is it that with the title of magician, stupid chickens are no longer afraid?"

Nina put a finger to her chin, and Alice could hear the curiosity in her voice. Why?

Alice thought for a while, and she actually experienced it herself. Because innate abilities are powers that ordinary humans do not have...

And this ability is very powerful and can save a life at a critical moment, but it can also make people panic. Superpowers are not recognized.

The same should be true for magic power.

People are afraid of unknown things and fear of being hurt. Alice really understood this truth when she used her superpower to save the cat with a middle part.

It was precisely because she learned to hide her strength that the ugly birthmark on her face finally disappeared and her true appearance was restored. Thinking of this, she subconsciously reached out and touched her soft and white cheek.

She felt her thoughts floating like catkins, drifting to the orphanage at dusk, where the days she spent there seemed like just yesterday.

At this time, Alice heard a voice as cold as ice and snow, slowly ringing on the stairs: "Because people don't believe that magic exists in the world. Silly chickens only believe in things they can see, so they

Only then will you be limited by your own consciousness.”

Little Nina leaned forward slightly, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and made a gesture of listening carefully.

"They believe that all magic is just a deception. It's all fake, so it's not scary."

It was Willet who was explaining the reason to Nina. Alice pulled back her thoughts that wanted to drift away. The pain in her left shoulder caused a layer of cold sweat to break out on her back. Could it be that the pain was so bad that she was in a trance?

Alice quickly rejected this idea. She tried to open her eyes wide, trying to make herself look energetic in this way. Nina nodded in understanding,

"Isn't it scary if it's fake? It turns out that's the case. Silly chickens are indeed a magical species."

Alice, the idiot wizard who is called a magical species, smelled a bit of embarrassment in the air. She didn't know whether it was the awkward atmosphere or whether she felt too embarrassed.

Even if she is relatively slow in this regard, it is impossible not to hear the slight sarcasm in Willet's tone when he explained——

Alice knew that this was not racial discrimination, but a relatively objective evaluation. The truth never sounded good, but it was not hypocritical at all.

Realizing that she was speaking openly, the rabbit-eared doll Nina covered her mouth with her cotton-filled hands. She looked at Willett from the left and Alice from the right. Her only eye seemed to be filled with tears:

"I didn't mean to say that you are weird. I, I often speak without thinking. You won't care so much with a girl whose mind is full of cotton... right?"

Alice and Brenda looked at each other and shrugged her right shoulder. This was the first time she had seen a girl who liked to laugh at herself.

Turning her eyes on little Nina, Alice smiled with a relaxed tone.

"Don't be so cautious. I won't be angry, and neither will Abu. Even if I get angry, I won't turn into a tiger and eat you, so there is no need to be afraid. You were not so cautious when you approached us.

"

Before Alice finished speaking, a huge noise suddenly came from the bottom of the stairs. It sounded like the door was pushed open with too much force, and the door panel hit the wall.

"Bang!"

"Little Nina, did you run out and take risks again? The outside world is not safe at all. How many times do I have to tell you before you understand?"

The voice of a strong man sounded in the corridor, followed immediately by the sound of "thump, thump, thump" going upstairs.

When Alice and the others saw the true face of the visitor, Nina had already shrunk behind Alice, turning her head slightly, with only half of her head exposed:

"I just watched the night sky for a while and didn't go out from the entrance. You were nagging like an old woman. Even the hat lady next door didn't talk as much as you!"

The guy who came down the corridor was a scarecrow wearing gloves. The scarecrow had no face, the wooden poles on its body were bones, and the straw was flesh and blood.

The gloves hanging on the two arms were hanging down. The gloves looked very worn. There were several patches on them, but there were still a few broken holes.

It was wearing a gray cotton coat. Although the cotton coat was cleaner than gloves, it was also very old. The color was dull and dry, and the hem of the coat looked as if it had been gnawed by a dog.

Uneven.

"Oh, it turns out there are two new guests, and they are actually alive."

The scarecrow with a deep and gruff voice turned his head and looked carefully at the two little wizards wearing black magic robes from top to bottom, from left to right.

Although there were no facial features on the face, the Alice sisters could clearly feel the scarecrow's gaze. The head, woven with yellow straw, looked more like an oval sphere.

They must remain vigilant before they can determine whether they are friends or foes. Alice has even thought of a way to fight. If the opponent is an ordinary scarecrow, then they can use a secret fire to solve the problem.

However, judging from the conversation between the Scarecrow and the rabbit-eared doll Nina, it seems that the Scarecrow is not a guy who enjoys bullying others.

On the contrary, she seems to be very concerned about Nina who is hiding behind her. It is obvious that Nina does not intend to appreciate it.

Alice noticed that the Scarecrow mentioned the words "big living man".

Before, when they met the floating train, the floating train also said these three words. It seems that there are not many real "living people" in this space.

"Although it may sound like I'm being verbose," the scarecrow asked the two new guests in its thick and heavy voice, "Are you two big living people sure you want to be our guests?"

?”

"I invited them in, I'm the inviter!" Little Nina said loudly, rushing out from behind Alice, blocking in front of the two little wizards, looking like an old hen protecting her chicks, and put the two cotton

The stuffed hands opened wide and they tried to shout loudly.

"You are not an adult yet, little Nina."

The straw man's tone was very mature and calm, and the two patched gloves hanging on the wooden pole swung and rotated rapidly. As the gloves swung faster and faster, the air was stirred to form airflow.

The scarecrow wears a straw hat crookedly, and the cotton clothes on his body are dancing up and down in the wind. His tone is like nails driven into the ground, leaving no room for doubt.

"No one can enter here without invitations!"

"You are so unreasonable!" Little Nina stomped her feet angrily, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to fight with the scarecrow, but was stopped by a hand halfway, and Alice's voice rang in its ears, "Leave it to us.

don’t worry."

"Here we are, whoever is older has the final say. You have only been here a few years, how can you talk to your seniors like this!?"
Chapter completed!