Witch Training Manual: My Water Magic Is Wrong

Wayne re-hitched the carriage and climbed into the driver's seat.

Just now, Hena squeezed in too.

Five people were crammed into the carriage, but the three little ones weren't too crowded because they weren't very big. Hena leaned against the carriage wall, and Vera sat next to her, her hands clasped on her knees, looking nervously at the unfamiliar street scene outside the window.

The carriage traveled along the main street for a while before turning onto a wider street, where more and more shops gradually appeared on both sides.

Emma leaned out the window, peeking for a while before pulling back in, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Wayne's retreating figure: "Master, Master! Are we going to church next?"

Wayne didn't turn around; his voice came from outside the front curtain: "No. We're going to the East District."

Emma blinked.

"Dongcheng District? What are you going there for?"

"Find a place to stay."

Ella tilted her head slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"Master, shouldn't we stay at the church? According to the rules of the Vatican, when a bishop from out of town arrives in a diocese, shouldn't he first register at the church and then wait for accommodations to be arranged?"

Wayne said calmly, "They might not welcome us, so we'll just book and not go."

Hena spoke up at this moment, her tone carrying an undisguised disdain: "Exactly, what's so great about staying in a shabby church? I'll have my cousin take you to the best hotel later."

"Yay! Staying in the best hotel!" Emma cheered, then, as if remembering something, she turned to Aya, who had been silent the whole time. "Aya, why aren't you here?"

Aya paused for a moment, then cooperatively raised her little fist and shyly exclaimed, "Yay!"

Wayne said, "Vivian is right, the hotel we're staying at today is one of the best."

Not long after that.

The carriage arrived at the entrance of a high-class hotel.

The storefront wasn't ostentatious, but the steps at the entrance were so clean they reflected light, and a golden signboard hung on the door frame, engraved with a string of flowing cursive characters—"Swan and Horn."

The servant was very observant; seeing a carriage stop in front of his inn, he immediately jogged over to help unload the luggage from the carriage.

Wayne got out of the car, pulled a black card from his pocket, and handed it to the attendant: "Check-in."

The attendant took the black card, looked at it over and over again, his expression changing from respect to blankness, and then from blankness to confusion.

He clearly hadn't seen this card before.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Wayne didn't press him further: "Take this card to your store manager, she'll understand."

The attendant nodded hurriedly, took the black card, and quickly ran into the hotel lobby.

Not long after, a voluptuous woman strode out. She wore a well-tailored black dress, her hair neatly pinned up, and clutched the black card in her hand. Her gaze swept back and forth between the carriage and Wayne.

The woman looked at Wayne uncertainly and asked:

"Are you Young Master Wayne?"

Wayne nodded.

The panel popped up at that moment.

[Anbessie - Profile]

[Position: Manager of the Swan and Horn Inn, and head of the Haizan family's branch in Bellino.]

[Background: Roland's wet nurse. However, because she's only a few years older than Roland, Roland prefers to call her "Sister Wet Nurse" in private. She is the branch manager of the inn and one of the people who helped Roland break the family curse.]

[Note: She possesses a recessive trait of the cow breed. This isn't manifested in her tail or horns, but rather in her physique.]

[Note 2: Cows exhibit noticeable body heat and lactation during estrus, requiring the help of a partner to alleviate these symptoms. Ambsey has been single for a long time. Last time, she got through it by taking ice baths and expressing gratitude to Goddess.]

[Note: Young Master Roland has mentioned you to her many times, praising you as the most capable and handsome person he has ever met. Although she has never met you, she has always had a good impression of you. "Blonde hair is the most handsome," Roland mentioned, which is why Ambace recognized you at a glance.]

Roland was Wayne's childhood friend. The two grew up together and had always had a good relationship. Over the years, Roland often wrote to Wayne, pouring out all sorts of grievances. After reading the letters, Wayne would often send him various magical potions for cultivation.

Anbesi walked quickly to Wayne, glanced at the black card in his hand, and then looked up at Wayne's face.

"Young Master Wayne, what brings you to Bellino?"

Wayne smiled and said, "I was just passing by Bellino and remembered that your young master gave me this card, saying I could stay at any of Haizan's hotels. So I came to see if this card still works."

Anbesi laughed after hearing this.

"Of course it works. Hai Shan's hotel is always at your service. Young Master Roland instructed that all our branches will treat you with the highest level of hospitality as long as you bring this card. You are a distinguished guest, how could we let you stay in an ordinary room? I'll have someone prepare the suite on the top floor right away."

She paused, then added, "During your stay in Bellino, all your food and lodging will be on the bill of the Haizan family. Please feel free to stay."

Wayne did not refuse and nodded.

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

Anbesi smiled and waved his hand, then turned to the side and gestured with his chin towards the servants who were still waiting to carry luggage at the door: "What are you all standing there for? Carry Young Master Wayne's luggage upstairs, be careful not to bump or knock it."

The servants immediately sprang into action.

During this brief pause, Wayne casually asked a question.

"Is your young master alright?"

Anbesi immediately replied upon hearing this.

"Thanks to you, everything is fine. Do you remember what the young master mentioned in his letter to you half a year ago? He hadn't passed the third-tier knight assessment, but after drinking your third-tier potion, he broke through the bottleneck within half a month. Now he has officially passed the assessment and officially become a third-tier knight."

After listening, Wayne nodded: "That's good. He's quite talented, just a bit too impatient. He'll be fine once he calms down."

Ambace smiled and nodded, stepping aside to clear the doorway:

"Young master, please don't stand at the door. Please come in. The room will be ready soon. Let me take you and the ladies to the tea room on the second floor to rest and have a cup of hot tea."

We arrived at the tea room on the second floor.

Emma and Aya sat on the sofa by the window, the coffee table in front of them piled high with plates of desserts: honey cake, almond shortbread, cream puffs, and a pot of steaming fruit and herbal tea. Each of the two little girls held a piece of cake, their mouths covered in crumbs.

As for the other three, they went to their rooms to rest earlier.

Wayne sat down on the other side of the single sofa, took the hot tea offered by the waiter, and took a sip.

Anbesie sat down opposite him, her tone filled with undisguised admiration.

"To be honest, Master Wayne, I originally thought that Master Roland's description of you was somewhat biased by friendship. But after meeting you today, I realized that he was not only not exaggerating, but even a bit conservative. You are even more handsome in person than in the portrait."

Wayne put down his teacup.

"Miss Anbesie, you flatter me."

"I'm telling the truth," Ambsey said frankly. "I've worked for the Haizan family for so many years and met a lot of people. But someone like Master Wayne is truly rare."