After washing the blank paper, wrung the towel and hung it on the balcony covered with ice and snow.

In just one day, the towel will be completely frozen. When you use it the next day, just knead and pat it repeatedly to remove the ice residue. Of course, she can also use her ability to evaporate the moisture quickly in a warm room, but this will reduce the number of exercises every day.

Baizhi knew that the magic power in his body was the countdown among witches, so each piece must be used accurately.

After cleaning, the door was knocked. Almost every day at this time, Sister Wendy would take her to the castle hall for breakfast.

"Come soon!"

Baizhu happily opened the door. It was Wendy who was standing outside, and she picked herself up affectionately and sniffed her cheeks, "Well, it's good, it's washed."

"Hehe." Baizhi grinned and took Wendy's hand toward the hall.

It has been nearly half a month since she arrived in Bianfeng Town, and she has basically gotten used to the lifestyle in the castle.

There is no need to leave the shack early to find food, nor to worry that the firewood you picked up will be stolen, and all the time spent filling your stomach and keeping warm is spared. Instead, she practices magic and learns knowledge. In this kind of life, she only fantasized about her life while chatting with her companions. She doesn't have to worry about survival at all, I'm afraid that the young masters and ladies from the great noble family will be the only ones.

Bai Zhu didn't expect that he would have such a day.

Wendy's palms were soft and warm. This feeling had never been experienced in the slums. It was like someone was always thinking about her and caring for herself... She hoped to stay in this warm place.

If it was a dream, she would rather not wake up again.

When I walked into the hall, Baizhi saw that the witches did not sit at the long table to eat as usual, but instead surrounded a wall and yelled.

She blinked curiously, but was embarrassed to ask Wendy what they were doing.

And the latter seemed to see through her thoughts and smiled, "The sisters are testing their combat power."

"Combat power?" Bai Zhi was slightly stunned, "What is that?

"You don't have to care about the strange words that come out of your highness," Wendy bent down, raised the girl and placed it on her shoulder. "Did you see that silver-white metal piece? It is said to be a relic of the witch kingdom for more than 400 years and a weapon used by extraordinary people to fight. Only those with powerful magic power can stimulate it. So Your Highness placed it in the hall so that everyone can test their magic level, or... to satisfy the curiosity of the sisters, and can light up the four magic stones on it once, which is equivalent to the combat power of one god."

"..." Bai Paper felt extremely confused. The witch kingdom, the extraordinary? Magic Stone? One by one, the words she had never heard before made her confused for a moment, but this did not affect the shock brought by the scene in front of her. The witches took turns putting their hands on metal pieces, making the gems inlaid on them emit a brilliant light, like colorful stars, and looked incredible.

"I can light two," shouted lightning, who was about the same age as hers. A fat dove was still squatting on her shoulders. I remember that it was also a witch, and it seemed that she was called Maisie.

"Two and a half gulps!" the pigeon sang proudly.

"Hey, you're even taller than me? This is impossible!"

"You want to try it too?" Wendy smiled. "It probably won't work now. You haven't learned how to inject magic into magic stones, let alone activated the talisman seal. However, Your Highness stipulates that this is a course that witches must study, so you will soon have a luminous stone for practice."

A gem that is so crystal clear and can shine? The white paper suddenly became excited and nodded to Wendy, "I will practice well!"

"Good boy," Wendy smiled and rubbed her cheeks, "Let's have a meal first, and you will have the strength to practice after you are full."

...

After drinking the porridge, the white paper returned to the witch building and began daily practice.

Wendy told her that everything in this world is composed of invisible balls, and material changes are also the separation and joining of balls, and her ability is to accelerate this process, rather than simply melting ice and snow or cooling hot water.

Although she could not quite understand the meaning of this statement, she still meticulously followed Wendy's request, felt the magic contained in her body, and evenly released her early slum life so that she understood that she could live such a good life with everyone because His Highness needed the power of a witch, which was also her only value. If she wanted to not be abandoned, she had to do her best.

Suddenly, Baizhi felt a cramp in her abdomen, and the magic power trembled in her body, as if it was about to break out of her body. She couldn't help but hum.

"What's wrong?" Wendy, who was with her side, asked.

"No, it's okay," she shook her head, "the magic seemed to be out of control just now."

"Uncontrolled..." the other party thought for a moment, "Do you still remember when you became a witch?"

"It's probably winter," Baizhi whispered, "I can't remember the specific days."

"It's late autumn now, and it's almost a few days before winter," Wendy curled her smile. "As the day of awakening approaches, the magic in her body will become active, which is also a sign of backlash. You have to rest first, I'll call the Nightingale, she can see the magic in your body changes." She walked to the door and turned around and added, "Don't worry, for the witch in the border town, this is no longer a life-and-death difficult."

...

Wendy's guess was confirmed.

Bai Paper ushered in its second awakening day three days later.

She lay on the big bed, looking at the witches who were visiting around her, and listening to their words to comfort themselves, she suddenly had the urge to cry.

The pain of being burned by magic when I first woke up seemed to be less unbearable.

"Because you have a short time to practice, you cannot guarantee that the backlash will be completely eliminated," Wendy said while sitting at the head of the bed, stroking her hair, "but this pain is nothing compared to the torment of adulthood. You can definitely endure it. Remember, don't give up, and don't let yourself lose consciousness."

Baipao nodded.

She didn't dare to answer, fearing that once she opened her mouth, she would be unable to help but cry.

She doesn't want everyone to see her embarrassment.

When living in a slum, crying is the weakest manifestation, and only those who give up struggling will do this.

White paper closed her eyes and waited for that moment to come.

...

When she opened her eyes, the window was already white.

The backlash process was much weaker than she thought, so that all the rescue methods prepared by everyone could not be used. When she woke up, she felt that the magic power in her body was filled with a lot of it, and there seemed to be subtle changes in her body, and her eyes could see further and her hands and feet were stronger.

After cleaning his cheeks, Wendy's knock on the door rang out on time.

"I'm here," Baizhi happily opened the door and pulled her hand, but this time the other party did not take him to the castle hall, but went to the third floor, the lord's office.

The gray-haired big man smiled and handed a piece of parchment to him.

"From today on, you will be a formal member of the Witch Alliance."
Chapter completed!