The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 194 Crocodile Back Skin
If you were to ask Moran what her first flight felt like, she would say she felt nervous, cautious, had sweaty hands, a sore bottom, and numb legs—but definitely not the exhilarating feeling she had imagined.

The flying broom is very obedient, but right now it's just a long stick, without a hidden seat, a windproof shield, or autonomous driving.

In addition, she was a beginner, her skills were not up to par, and she was very tense.

It's like my butt was suffering, and my mind was exhausted too.

During her break, Moran quickly stretched her body.

Soon, the second round of ultra-low-altitude slow flight practice began.

This time, it flew three laps before being stopped: one clockwise, one counterclockwise, and then accelerated to fly one more lap.

No little witch fell behind because she couldn't control the broom properly, but one little witch couldn't stand the pressure on her bottom, so she shifted her position and lost her balance, falling onto the lawn.

It fell from a height of three meters and landed on the lawn. Ms. Amisha glanced at it but didn't even try to catch it.

Ais let out a painful cry and lay motionless on the ground.

Amisa shook her head and chuckled, "Alright, alright! Let's land, rest for a bit, and then practice again!"

Moran and the others felt like they'd been granted a pardon and landed near the fallen Ais: "How are you? Are you alright?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing!" Ais, lying flat on her back with her eyes half-closed, said, "I'm not hurt, it's just that my butt feels so good being supported by the soft grass, you guys should try it!"

The little witches, clutching their brooms, all lay down.

The lawn was neatly arranged with twenty-seven "large" trees.

Ais: "Sigh, I used to think it was so cool and free when I saw the senior girls flying on broomsticks. But I never thought that I would ride one myself and realize that riding a broomstick is not comfortable at all."

“From a dream broom to a butt killer, all you need to do is ride one yourself,” Vasita said.

“Our brooms are still too rudimentary,” Moran said. “I’ve ridden in Ms. Amisa’s double broom, which perfectly matched our imagination of flying and was incredibly comfortable!”

"Are there still broom-making classes?" Sylph asked.

“That should fall under the category of alchemy. There’s an introductory alchemy course this year, so they should teach that!” Vasita said.

Moran, however, had already given up hope: "I looked at the textbook for the introductory alchemy course, 'Runes, Magic Circles, and Introduction to Alchemy.' It mostly covers the basics of alchemy, and there isn't much content. The only complete alchemical blueprint is the Golden Bird Letter Paper. I think it's unlikely to be taught in class. Modifying the flying broom involves advanced alchemical runes, which cannot be accomplished by alchemical magic at the novice level."

"Huh?" The little witches suddenly felt a dull ache in their bottoms again.

In their generation, apart from the three witches, none of the little witches possessed advanced or higher-level alchemical magic talent.

"Moran, Vasita, Sylph, you must study alchemy diligently! We'll save up magic coins, gem coins, and energy storage cards!"

At college, brooms were just something you rode to and from get out of class; things changed after graduation.

If you can prepare a comfortable broom when you graduate, your journey after graduation will be much more comfortable.

Moran nodded; she had originally planned to do the same.

Learning alchemy is not only good for your buttocks, but also for making cards.

As for Sylph and Vasita, all they could say was that they had done their best.

There were so many areas where they were naturally gifted that they might not be able to learn them all. They hadn't been lying down for long before Ms. Amisha urged them to get up and continue practicing flying.

After one lesson, the little witches' flying skills improved rapidly, but at the same time, it didn't stop their legs from trembling.

No one else said they would skip their lunch break and continue practicing flying.

When Amisa saw this, she reminded them, "There are ways to alleviate the discomfort of a basic broom digging into your bottom. Besides alchemy, there are also special witch flying suits! They're in the book 'Practical Witch Costume Design' in the second-year library. You've already learned sewing magic, so you can make one yourself."

As soon as Ms. Amisa left, the little witches immediately began to flip through their witch books.

“Practical Witch Costume Design? I copied down all the required and optional reading lists for this year, how could it not be there?” Vasita said as she searched.

"Practical Witch Costume Design" isn't on this year's book list! Moran flipped to the page where he had copied the book, and started searching for information about the flight suit in the table of contents: "Got it!"

"Quickly, read it aloud!" The little witches all looked at Moran.

“Chapter Three, the Witch's Flying Suit. Let me see. It has flying gloves, a flying hat, a flying robe, flying culottes, flying stockings, a flying vest, flying shorts… It should be these flying shorts; they're made from a small piece of crocodile hide!” Moran quickly found the most useful piece at the moment.

"What is crocodile hide?" the little witches asked.

"The Crocodile Bull is a magical beast that responds better to gentleness than force. Its hide is indestructible against sharp piercings, powerful blunt strikes, and high-damage magic, and it can even reflect some of the damage. It becomes stronger when faced with strong attacks, but when you touch it gently, its hide is soft and slippery," Moran said as he recalled.

The "Wallen Biological Encyclopedia" contains illustrations and descriptions of the crocodile-cattle. In one illustration, Lady Tracy is shown petting the crocodile-cattle's back while demonstrating its appearance.

"So if you make shorts out of this leather, wouldn't they be soft to sit on, but still supportive enough to hold up your buttocks?" Vasita asked.

“That’s right!” Moran said, “I’m going to check the castle’s fabric warehouse to see if they have any crocodile or cowhide. Do you want to come along?”

"Yes, yes, of course I'll go! I have a flight lesson this afternoon!"

The little witches rubbed their bottoms and got back on their brooms.

They can now fly at low to medium altitudes with slower speeds, more stable flight, and less frequent changes in direction.

Maintaining formation, they flew together towards the castle.

Although the broom handle was uncomfortable on my butt, it was really fast to ride! Even without speed boosts, it was still much faster than walking.

Upon arriving at the castle, they left their brooms in the broom shed and then split up to continue.

Moran went to the fabric warehouse to find crocodile hides, while the other little witches went to the second-grade library to find "Practical Witch Costume Design" to copy.

Clothing is no longer provided for second-year students, but fabric is still provided. All kinds of fabric are available, but only ordinary fabrics are included; precious magical fabrics are not.

Moran came here several times when she was making clothes for herself, but she never saw the magic fabric.

Crocodile-Bull is already considered a monster in the Warcraft universe, and Moran had never seen Crocodile-Bull hide before.

However, since Ms. Amisa mentioned this book, there must be a way to obtain the crocodile hide.

"It really is! Did it just arrive?" She actually found it, but: "Limited quantity? Each little witch can only receive one."

(End of this chapter)