The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

"I already gave her those books to read!"

Moran sighed softly, somewhat helplessly: "At first she was quite interested, but after quickly flipping through all the illustrated booklets, she almost refused to look at them a second time."

It wasn't that she disliked books, it's just... the world in books, no matter how beautifully illustrated, never seemed as real or appealing to her as seeing it with her own eyes.

"You only watched it once and then refused to watch it again?" Vasita seemed to realize something and looked at Moran in shock. "Sylvia wouldn't... have a photographic memory like you, would she?"

Moran shook his head:

"I specifically tested her, and she doesn't have a photographic memory. She didn't fully understand the contents of the book after reading it, let alone remember them!"
I only browsed through it once and learned some basic and vague concepts.

I tell her stories and knowledge from the books, and she can listen, but her interest is clearly not as great as her longing for the other side of Chunjian Lake.

What she enjoys is witnessing different landscapes firsthand.

I thought that before she formally entered the academy to learn the magical knowledge of the system, I should take her to travel around and see more, so that she could personally experience the vastness and diversity of the world. At the same time, in this process, I could teach her to identify dangers and learn how to deal with them.

That way, when she reaches school age, she might be able to settle down and understand the meaning of learning.

This can be seen as following her nature, satisfying her interests, and then channeling those interests into motivation for her future studies!

“Follow your nature…satisfy your interests…” Vasita repeated these words thoughtfully, her eyes gradually brightening, as if her mind had been opened:
"According to you, does that mean I can also use the {Food Supplement Strengthening Card} on my little Tessa, then play 'fighting' with her and teach her some basic self-defense skills?"

Anyway, all she does is roll around and tumble all day. Instead of letting her mess around aimlessly, I'd rather teach her something useful!

“That’s right,” Moran affirmed with a smile, “This isn’t exactly forcing growth. Just like Dorella likes flowers, we create an environment for her to come into contact with flowers and plants and learn simple planting techniques; Evelyn loves quiet, so we give her a quiet and comfortable place, and perhaps in the future we can guide her to learn about the mage’s meditation methods.”

We help them cultivate their interests and enable them to better develop themselves by observing and respecting their nature.

For Sylvia, travel is simply an 'interest' that satisfies her curiosity!

Sylph and Lilith couldn't help but ponder this as well.

Although none of them wanted to join Moran's travel group, it didn't stop them from creating better conditions for their daughters' interests and hobbies.

Moran had a clear travel plan in mind, but she knew that the most important participant in this upcoming journey was her daughter.

Therefore, before making formal preparations, the first thing she had to do was to seriously seek Sylvia's opinion.

That evening, Moran took out a softly glowing world map of Warren drawn on parchment and spread it out flat on the thick plush carpet in the center of the living room.

“Sylvia, come here,” she called to her daughter. Sylvia came running over, her purple eyes immediately drawn to the vibrant colors and winding lines on the map.

She imitated her mother, bringing her little head close to the map and curiously examining the unfamiliar place names and shapes.

“Sylvia,” Moran pointed to the vast forests, rolling mountains, winding rivers, and scattered town markers on the map:

"Mom wants to ask you, would you like to... go on a trip with Mom?"

We can explore the forest, watch the sunrise at the beach, eat delicious food in unfamiliar towns, and see many, many different landscapes.

Sylvia's little face lit up with surprise. She almost nodded in agreement immediately, but the next second, the contents of "The Little Witch Book: Safety Edition" sounded like a small alarm bell in her heart.

She remembered clearly that the book emphasized that baby witches should stay in the dwelling protected by their mother's magic and should not leave familiar areas alone or easily, let alone leave the witch's wilderness, because there are unknown magical creatures, complex environments, and even people with ulterior motives outside, all of which may bring them danger.

She raised her small face, her eyes filled with longing and worry, her little hand unconsciously clutching the hem of Moran's clothes:

"Mom, is it dangerous to travel? The book says that there might be bad things outside."

Hearing that her daughter was still considering safety at this time, Moran felt both gratified and tender.

She reached out and gently pulled her daughter into her arms, letting her lean against her, then pointed to the map and made a promise in the most certain tone:
“Sylvia, I promise you, as long as we’re together, and as long as you promise me you won’t leave my sight, I will never let you get into any real danger.”

Her voice was steady and powerful:
"Mom will always be by your side to protect you. And before you leave, Mom will prepare some special magical items for you that will help and protect you in case I'm not paying attention or if we accidentally get separated."

Travel will be exciting and challenging, but Mom will be prepared, and we'll face it together, okay?

These words were like a reassuring pill, dispelling the last bit of worry in Sylvia's heart.

As mentioned in the "Young Witches Series," Moran's mother was one of the first witches, the great card witch, and the most powerful being in the world!
Her absolute trust in her mother, coupled with an irrepressible curiosity and longing for the outside world, made her head nod immediately like a chick pecking at rice, her voice clear and loud:

"I want to go! I want to travel with my mom! To see the ocean! To see the high mountains! And... and to see towns with lots and lots of people!"

Seeing the light in her daughter's eyes, Moran smiled: "Okay, then it's a deal! We'll officially set off after your third birthday! But before that, we need to work together to make thorough preparations for our trip."

"Prepare?" Sylvia blinked. "What do we need to prepare? Doesn't Mom have the Book of Cards that can conjure up all sorts of cards in a flash?"

“There’s a lot of preparation work to do!” Moran explained patiently, helping her daughter sit up so she faced the map:

"Mom needs to design and build a 'mobile magical dwelling' that can take us on comfortable journeys and protect us. It needs to be able to house us and Squeaky, fly in the sky, run on the ground, and ideally swim in the water..." (End of Chapter)