Witch Gourd の小説・ストーリー

Of course the box wouldn’t open. I absently traced the sigil on it. I hadn’t registered the carvings before. But now with a proper night’s sleep and the light of day, I could see the carving of the four elements fire, water, earth. and air. They were connected by wooden twine and a leafy vine in a circular shape. In the middle of the circle was a flower. Foxglove. It was a poisonous flower, and the only thing that could render an Earth Witch powerless. Thankfully, it was extremely lethal for humans and paranormal entities alike. So not many people dared to harvest the plant.

Her aunt was not human, but a witch. Rie couldn’t contact her using the paper charm she left for her and Eri. Because the barrier surrounding the academy couldn’t only protect them from outside harm, it could also detect any kind of magic that was used inside the school grounds. And that’s one thing she couldn’t let happen. No matter how simple the magic was, Rie could never let it be traced back to her or to her aunt.

The dark green gourd was a little dim at first; it suddenly became extremely bright as the Demonic Bear Emperor injected demon aura into it. It seemed as if it were made of the purest glass in the world. It shone with a crystal clear brightness, like a small sun, releasing unparalleled brilliance. It spun and began to expand. Ding Hao was slightly surprised. The jade gourd's demon aura was amazing; it contained the supreme aura of a God of War.

As my healing ability is much faster than all wolves, Arthur makes the cut deeper but for Athena, he makes just a small incision. After we both make our blood drip into the golden gourd, it gets mixed with a special liquid whose origin I know not. As our blood mixes in the gourd, the liquid begins to glow with a soft, pulsing light. The magical solution is added, and the mixture starts to emit a gentle hum, like the quiet buzzing of a harp string.

"Most importantly, I can't find the weapon. No matter how hard I try. Cyre as no possession with her when we found her. Except and small old gourd." I hum thoughtfully, fingers brushing the carved edge of the bone throne. "Did you say and Old gourd?" I ask. She hesitates, before answering. "Yes." I scoff. Facade magic. The Gourd isn't all that it seems. Smiling slightly, I say. "Cyre had us all fooled all along. That gourd isn't a gift from our belated mother - it's the weapon in disguise, cloaked with magic." Mel's eyes wide. "The Gourd? That -? But it's ordinary. She keeps it tied to her waist like some sentimental trinket."

Jimmy shook the gourd vigorously in his hand and chanted an incantation after he finished speaking. The gourd emitted black mists continuously as the incantation was uttered. The mists filled the air and transformed into terrifying faces of spirits. Shrill screams were emitted from the mists, resembling the wails of evil spirits that had crawled out from hell. "Oh my god!" "What is this? Is this black magic?" "Help! Run …" Many of the wealthy people in the courtyard were frightened to death.

he started the car, it purred to life and off we went. "Gwardia is a multi-elemental witch, she can control ice, water and air. She casts powerful spells and I still can't wrap my head around the fact that we got breached. She would have come but her health has deteriorated in the past few months so I decided to take you to her. Her family always had strong bonds with mine and we have helped each other over the generations. I am sure she can enlighten us on what happened. Meanwhile, one of her disciples has already placed a boundary spell on our territory."

said Aza then walked to the tree house where they lived recently. ⚛⚛⚛ "Did you hear the roar earlier? The sound was very loud," said Tanner, who accidentally ran into Eruza and Wayne's group. "Wow, you got lots of vegetables," said Wayne looking at the large woven bag, the bag filled with various colorful plants. "It's not vegetables, it's herbs!" Tanner argued, his voice slightly protesting.

This was to be done when it rained so that the power of my ancestors could seep into the roots of the tree. As our eighteenth birthday approached, or if our magical abilities emerged. It was tradition for a mother to break off a branch, seep it in a potion of her choosing, and forge a wand for her daughter. Dora’s potion included the tears of a griffin, the scale of a dragon, and the fur of a blessed wolf. It was believed the potion would increase the power of the witch who wielded it. My powers emerged when I was 17. When I turned 18, my power increased significantly.

After carefully wiping her hands clean with a damp beast cloth He casually waved his earth ability. And the weeds instantly flipped over from the soil. Suddenly A flash of bright orange caught Clar’s attention. Without hesitation She rushed into the dirt. And grabbed something as thick as an arm. “Wow!” “Is this some genetically mutated carrot?!” “Why is it SO huge?!” Who would’ve thought It had secretly hidden among the unremarkable weeds. If she hadn’t dug it out Wouldn’t that be a complete waste?! Clar roughly scanned the area.