The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 308 Sesame Closes the Door
"A mechanism?" None of the little witches understood.

After Moran explained the internal structure and principles of the door to them, the little witches' eyes spun like mosquito coils: "I don't understand, I don't understand, I still don't understand."

Moran: "..."

Oh, I forgot, witches don't study math or physics either.

However, if physics can do it, magic can always do it too.

"Wait! What's that?" Vasita saw a crystal-clear white hill in the stone chamber in front of her, its top almost touching the top of the stone wall.

“They’re all ordinary white crystals. We use a lot of these when making lamps, so they’re piled up in the outer hall for easy access. There are other storage rooms over there with other mines; feel free to choose whatever you like,” Moran said generously.

The little witches: "!!!"

They understood!

They all rushed into the storage room.

"My God! So many crystals!"

"Ah! It's my favorite ruby! I'm going to make it into a necklace!"

"And metal ore!"

"That's too much! Moran, you didn't mine all the minerals under Lone Peak Forest, did you?!"

"Moran, you've been gone for so long, have you been mining underground all this time?!"

……

Moran stood to the side watching them busy themselves, unable to suppress the smile on her face.

It was all worth it after mining for so long!

Seeing that they each picked up one or two pieces and then stopped, Moran was displeased: "Take more, take more! I can't possibly use all of these! Even if we can't make magic circles that last a long time, we can make ones with a shorter shelf life. If all else fails, we can make magic lamps for outdoor lighting. They'll always come in handy!"

He wouldn't stop until he had stuffed them almost to the point where he couldn't take any more: "That's more like it!"

At this moment, one of the little witches noticed the stairs on the other side: "Where does this lead?"

“That’s my house upstairs,” Moran said. “Let’s go up!”

They climbed the stairs and reached the innermost part of the living room, where they were once again filled with amazement.

"This room is so well-decorated!" Amelia exclaimed. "It even has paintings on the walls!"

Everyone present was a little witch who had built and renovated her own home. They all knew how much they had simplified when building their own homes due to limited time, energy, and resources.

Everything is geared towards functionality, and some residences are not even fully functional, making them inconvenient to live in, let alone having any special decorations prepared.

But here at Moran's place, not only are there specially painted paintings hanging on the walls, but all kinds of furniture are also inlaid with gemstones, with their own design and style. Even the tea set on the table and the flower pot in the corner are specially made.

There was even a strangely shaped hanging chair next to the fireplace.

Every detail reveals the owner's ingenuity.

Moran used her culinary magic to prepare brewed tea for everyone:

"Please feel free to look around. The study is through that door, the kitchen and dining room are on the other side, and the bedrooms are upstairs."

She has already adopted the warm hospitality mode when guests come to her home.

She appeared calm and collected on the surface, but secretly rejoiced when people praised or complimented the beauty of a certain part of her home.

Seeing that no one had noticed the magic circle inside, Moran casually stood where the array stones were placed. Soon, a senior student passed by: "Moran, your hammock is so comfortable! I love it—wait, what's this? It doesn't look like just a decoration; it has traces of energy!"

"Where? Where?" Several more female students gathered around.

Then a senior student who knew more about alchemy revealed: "It's a magic circle stone! There's also a magic circle inside!"

"There are some here too!" Soon, another little witch noticed the array stones in other locations.

They were all low-level magic arrays, and there was no deliberate attempt to hide their energy traces. They were simply hidden in the interior decorations. If you looked for them carefully, you would find them all in no time.

"A temperature-regulating magic circle is one thing, but how come there's also a moisture-retaining magic circle and a dust-removing magic circle?!" Vasita said.

The place where she lives doesn't even have a temperature-regulating magic circle! Only on those few days in winter when it's unbearably cold do she go to the riverbank to pick up a few stones and carve a few temporary temperature-regulating magic circle stones.

“It seems that all that’s left is a contest between the two of us,” Sylph sighed. “These magic circles and this living room will give Moran a sure win.”

"No, that's not right!" Vasita remembered something: "Moran, you don't live in Boar Valley, do you? I went to Boar Valley a couple of days ago. Even if you live inside the mountainside, I would still see such a magnificent gate!"

Sylph nodded in agreement: “That’s right! I can testify to that! There’s only a little bit of farmland in the valley.”

Moran thought to herself, "Finally, someone asked about this!"

She tried to suppress her smile and said, "Why don't you take a look at the college map?"

Vasita and Sylph took out the academy map and saw that their location was in Boar Valley.

"How can it be!"

“It really is Wild Boar Valley!” At this moment, Ais and Alba came out from the kitchen next door: “There is a big and beautiful window here. Outside is the place that Moran encountered the black-haired wild boars in the wilderness survival class video.”

Vasita and Sylph rushed over to see what it was, and what was it that was not the Wild Boar Valley they had seen a few days ago?
"This is impossible!"

They began to doubt their own memories.

"Molan, how do we get out?" They wanted to go out and take a look.

"Just press the button on the door. Press it once for flight mode, and press it twice for pedestrian mode," Moran said.

Seeing their puzzled expressions, Moran explained, "They're all traps!"

Lilith curiously pressed the button twice, and the door rose up again.

It seemed like something was coming out of the stone wall above and below us!

"Are the doorways and staircases all traps?"

The little witches went down the stairs and reached the bank beside the waterfall.

Moran was the last to come out. After she came out, she said, "Sesame closes the door."

The gate, porch, and stairs shrank back again, even the gaps disappeared.

The entire mountainside is now completely intact, without a trace of human intervention.

The little witches rubbed their eyes in disbelief: "What's going on?"

"There should be a window there! I just opened it!" Ais and Alba ran to the foot of the cliff next to the waterfall, even flying through the air on their brooms to touch it. Their hands were blocked, but it wasn't the rough texture of rock: "Why does this feel so strange?"

Amelia suddenly remembered the array stones she had seen on the windowsill: "I know! It's an invisibility magic circle! The windows and doors are hidden!"

Moran nodded: "That's right."

Vasita and Sylph looked at Moran: "How many magic circles did you set up? No! How many magic ores did you mine?"