The Witch's Imaginary Land: Redemption Comes After Sticking Together

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After selling this bottle of wine, Jiang Kehan ​​will have enough tavern points to buy the two spellcasting techniques she wants.

This is fantastic for her. With the spellcasting skills "Spell Torrent" and "Multicast," coupled with the Floating Staff she recently purchased, her strength will undergo another qualitative leap compared to when she was selected for the school team.

Jiang Kehan ​​even needs to update her spell list so that she can unleash the changes they bring.

"I knew you wouldn't let me down, sister!" Jiang Kehan ​​patted her chest and said, "So I will do my best to communicate with Wu Yuhan!"

“If it really doesn’t work out, you can give up.” Ariel looked at Jiang Kehan ​​with some worry. She knew just how stubborn this girl was.

“Wu Lin, Yin Qiwu, Jiu Sijiu, Yu Han is not someone who is easy to persuade. I just need you to get her true attitude towards the school team.”

"If all else fails, there's always Li Hui who can get her to stop interfering with us, but that's a last resort."

"I will, don't worry." Jiang Kehan ​​smiled, but at that moment she remembered what Miss Qiao Wen had told her.

The other party said that Wu Yuhan just didn't know how to express himself.

Jiang Kehan ​​could sometimes see a fleeting sense of melancholy in Wu Yuhan's eyes, which made her very curious about what kind of person Wu Yuhan really was.

After all, it's hard to say whether a witch who can see the future is intentionally using this attitude to mislead others.

Perhaps only by truly getting to know each other can we unveil this veil hidden in the name of the future and see the scenery in each other's hearts.

However, before meeting him, Jiang Kehan ​​needed more information, so she secretly slipped over to Li Hui's side and poked him.

"So, what kind of person is Wu Yuhan in your eyes?" she asked Li Hui curiously.

In her mind, apart from the few great witches, Li Hui was the only one who could be treated "equally" by Wu Yuhan.

Li Hui raised an eyebrow and looked at the somewhat restless Jiang Kehan, placing her hand on the other's shoulder.

"Why do you ask?"

"Hehe." Jiang Kehan ​​betrayed Ai Li'er without the slightest hesitation, and recounted her plan to Li Hui.

After listening, Li Hui rested his chin on his hand, as if he was recalling something.

"If you want me to describe her, Wu Yuhan is just an anxious girl."

"An angel who longs to communicate, locked in a castle."

Chapter 204: Deflated

An angel?

Jiang Kehan ​​was surprised that Li Hui could have such a high opinion of Wu Yuhan, and that it was a completely different opinion from what she had come to know.

But even when she arrived at Wu Yuhan's island a few days later, she still kept those words firmly in mind.

The floating island belonging to Wu Yuhan's family is very large, consisting of a hill covered with tender grass, and atop it stands a castle that resembles a palace, which is where the other party resides.

Jiang Kehan, carrying the prepared wine, looked at the castle with some amazement.

Unlike the castles in the original world that were primarily built to defend against external enemies, Wu Yuhan's castle was designed to be as beautiful as possible, fulfilling all of Jiang Kehan's fantasies about castles from fairy tales.

The pristine white walls, exquisite yet simple stone carvings, and various domes have been transformed into building blocks by the designer, creating a seamless and natural effect through ingenious design.

Before Jiang Kehan ​​could react, Qiao Wen, dressed in a maid outfit, walked over from the front.

Unlike the glamorous, even somewhat flamboyant, maid outfits in anime, Qiao Wen's outfit is very proper, without any unnecessary wrinkles, and the waistline fits naturally, making her look elegant and poised.

However, the color scheme remains the classic black and white, and coupled with Qiao Wen's tall figure of over 1.7 meters, Jiang Kehan ​​was momentarily dazed.

She felt as if she had returned to the West in the 18th century, to a time when maids were still real maids.

"Is Kehan ​​here to play with Wu Yuhan?" Qiao Wen asked, her hands clasped in front of her, looking at Jiang Kehan ​​with some anticipation.

"Huh?" Jiang Kehan ​​came back to her senses. She remembered that Qiao Wen had invited her to visit Wu Yuhan more often, but she had long forgotten about it.

After all, she was either on her way to work or had been invited out to play by others, so she rarely had time for herself.

"No..." Jiang Kehan ​​was interrupted by Qiao Wen before she could finish speaking. She covered her mouth and said with some surprise.

"Oh my, you even brought a gift? That's too kind of you." Qiao Wen squinted and repeated her words.

"Next time you visit Wu Yuhan, don't bring such an expensive gift. Kehan, you are the best gift."

"I really didn't..." Jiang Kehan ​​scratched her head. She finally understood. Even if she didn't come to play with Wu Yuhan today, Qiao Wen would still say that she did.

Miss Qiao Wen, is calling a deer a horse really something a qualified "maid" should be able to do?

Jiang Kehan ​​looked at Qiao Wen, who was still smiling, with great suspicion, and could only nod and say.

"Yes, I came to visit Wu Yuhan."

However, Jiang Kehan ​​also knew that Qiao Wen was more like Wu Yuhan's family than a maid.

"Then please go to the study first; Wu Yuhan is inside." Seeing that Jiang Kehan ​​had finally "admitted" it, Qiao Wen contentedly pushed Jiang Kehan ​​towards the castle.

"But please give me the wine first." On their way to the study, Qiao Wen subtly took the bottle of wine from Jiang Kehan ​​and said casually.

"Wu Yuhan is prone to extreme behavior after drinking alcohol. Aside from using alcohol to help her sleep, try to keep her away from alcohol."

It's like you're pouring wine down her throat at a dance... Jiang Kehan ​​couldn't help but think to herself, as the other person's behavior back then had left a deep impression on her.

However, she couldn't imagine what Wu Yuhan would be like if he became more extreme, so she sincerely expressed her understanding.

Jiang Kehan ​​was already difficult enough when she was sober; if she were to go to an even more extreme position, she wouldn't know whether she should just turn around and run away.

When the two reached the study door, Qiao Wen stopped and said to Jiang Kehan.

"I won't go in with you. Remember, Kehan, you're here to visit Wu Yuhan, understand?" She looked at Jiang Kehan ​​seriously and instructed her.

"Does it have any special meaning?" Jiang Kehan ​​couldn't resist her curiosity. She had already discovered that Qiao Wen had emphasized that this was not just a simple prank on her.

"Hmm..." Qiao Wen pondered for a moment, then looked at the door with a hint of nostalgia, as if she were watching Wu Yuhan behind the door.

"She's just been hoping for this all along." She then whispered in Jiang Kehan's ear, "It's also my responsibility as her family. I've only told Kehan ​​about this, remember to keep it a secret."

After saying that, Qiao Wen turned and left cleanly, leaving Jiang Kehan ​​somewhat at a loss.

She looked at the closed door and, for some reason, felt a pang of guilt.

"Who's outside?" Wu Yuhan glanced at the door from inside the study, breaking Jiang Kehan's thoughts.

“It’s me, Kehan.” Jiang Kehan ​​snapped out of her daze and quickly replied.

"Kehan? What are you doing here?" Wu Yuhan put down the book in his hand, picked up his cane, pushed open the door, and looked at Jiang Kehan ​​with curiosity.

Jiang Kehan ​​fell silent, not out of guilt, but because Wu Yuhan's attire was beyond her expectations, leaving her momentarily speechless.

Before her, Wu Yuhan wasn't wearing a gorgeous Lolita dress, but rather a light pink thin nightgown. Paired with her mechanical little face, it looked strange no matter how you looked at it.

Pink...pink pajamas?

Jiang Kehan ​​swallowed hard; her hair stood on end. She never imagined that Wu Yuhan could have such a girlish heart.

Seeing her like this, Wu Yuhan spoke in his usual indifferent manner, as if the person wearing the pink pajamas wasn't her at all.

"It was just something Qiao Wen bought, nothing strange about it."

Jiang Kehan ​​nodded reluctantly, her embarrassment for others acting up, but she still answered Wu Yuhan's question.

“I’m here to hang out with you,” she said, following the hint Qiao Wen had given her.

"Is that so?" Wu Yuhan's expression didn't change, but Jiang Kehan ​​could vaguely hear that his tone seemed to have softened a bit.

"Come in then." She turned and walked towards the study, then added, "Remember to close the door."

"Okay." Jiang Kehan ​​closed the door and then sat down opposite Wu Yuhan.

Seeing her restrained demeanor, Wu Yuhan spoke with a hint of a smile.

"Tell me, what does Ariel want with me?"

Not sisters? Jiang Kehan ​​felt that all Wu Yuhan lacked was a pair of reflective glasses and a pipe, and she could easily cosplay as a detective.

This is much better than Bo Yuxue, that guy who can only act.

In rare cases, Jiang Kehan ​​felt that she had been socially awkward; the last time she felt so helpless was the last time.

"No... I came here to have a chat with you." Jiang Kehan ​​saw the fleeting disappointment in Wu Yuhan's eyes, but decided to be selfish for once.

She planned to put the task Ariel had given her out of her mind, and she thought Ariel would forgive her.

Even if Ailier doesn't forgive her, Jiang Kehan ​​will still cling to her leg and beg for her forgiveness.

"Oh? Are you pitying me?" Wu Yuhan's tone remained almost unchanged, but he stared intently at Jiang Kehan.

Chapter 205 The Arrogant One Who Cannot Close His Eyes, The Prisoner

Jiang Kehan ​​did not flinch. Facing Wu Yuhan's eyes, which resembled a vortex of shattered ice crystals, her heart suddenly clenched.

The other person's eyes were cold, with a condescending and composed look, coupled with a hint of contempt at the corner of their mouth, making one's heart race with unease.

However, Jiang Kehan ​​still noticed that despite Wu Yuhan's sharp demeanor, the dimples at the corners of her mouth betrayed her—she was joyful.

It's clear that the other person doesn't smile often, and isn't even familiar with the fact that they have dimples when they're happy; they're practically a real doll.

This discovery, however, caused Jiang Kehan ​​to feel a sudden pang of sadness during her brief silence.

She thought to herself, "Would Wu Yuhan be happy to hear that I came here just to chat?"

This made Jiang Kehan ​​stare into Wu Yuhan's eyes, trying to see through the disguise on his delicate face.

She noticed that Wu Yuhan's gaze was unfocused, his attention seemingly habitually passing over the person in front of him and landing in the distance.

Jiang Kehan ​​suddenly understood why Li Hui said Wu Yuhan was an angel locked in a castle, and she also understood the source of the slightly worried look in Qiao Wen's eyes when she looked at Wu Yuhan.

This made her start to think, and she tried to put herself in Wu Yuhan's shoes, the perspective of a witch who could foresee the future.

Only in this way can she truly understand the person in front of her.

But after discarding the stereotype that being able to see the future is a cheat code, what comes next is a strong sense of suffocation.

Jiang Kehan ​​suddenly realized a very serious problem: could she control Wu Yuhan's ability?

Or, to put it another way, if Wu Yuhan has been focusing on the future for a long time, will he still be used to focusing on the present?

After all, if you follow a well-planned future, you won't make mistakes, and it's easy to become dependent on it.

But, given this dependence, are the things Wu Yuhan says in reality what she truly wants to say, or are they simply saying things to be correct?

Especially since Wu Yuhan is the head of the city's Witch Agency, her actions aren't just for herself, but also for others...

It's like playing a game and mechanically choosing the only correct answer in order to achieve the perfect ending. Aside from the joy of seeing the ending, most of the time it's just numbness and torment.

And loneliness.