Witch Training Manual: My Water Magic Is Wrong

As soon as Wayne stepped off the carriage, before his feet had even settled, Emma caught up from behind and grabbed his arm.

"Master! Is this Peisi Town? It looks so small!"

Before Wayne could answer, Dirk walked up from behind, flashing a friendly smile: "This must be Miss Emma, ​​the young master mentioned?"

Emma blinked, looking at the elderly butler with gray hair but a sturdy build, and asked curiously, "How did you know I was Emma?"

Dirk smiled and said gently, "Young Master told me on the way that there was a lively and lovely girl with sparkling eyes with him. As soon as I saw you, I knew it must be you."

Emma felt a little embarrassed by the compliment of "a girl whose eyes sparkle," and she released Wayne's arm, straightening up a bit, but she couldn't suppress the smug smile on her lips: "Did Master really say that?"

Wayne glanced at Dirk.

He didn't expose him.

Emma was already 80% convinced and in a great mood. Even the streets of Pace seemed much more pleasing to the eye: "So, where are we staying tonight? Is there anything good to eat here?"

Dirk turned to the side and pointed in the direction not far ahead on the street: "The best hotel in town is just ahead. I've already had someone book rooms in advance. Dinner has also been arranged; it's a local specialty from Pace Town. Ladies, you can go back to your rooms and rest for a while."

Emma cheered and pulled Ella and Anya towards the hotel. Vera followed behind, shaking her head with a smile, and quickly caught up.

Wayne entered the hotel, and as soon as his foot touched the stone slab of the porch, a cheerful greeting came from behind the counter.

"Hey young man, where are you from? You're really handsome."

Wayne looked up.

The proprietress was in her early thirties, wearing a dark green dress with a low neckline and a thin belt loosely tied around her waist. She leaned against the counter, revealing her ample bosom.

She looked at Wayne.

"We have a lot of customers coming and going here, but we don't see many people as good-looking as you all year round. What's your name, young man?"

"Wien."

"Wayne..." The landlady held the two words on the tip of her tongue before uttering them. "A good name. How long are you planning to stay, young man?"

Before Wayne could speak, Dirk had already taken half a step forward, blocking Wayne from the counter. "Nata, this is my young master. Don't even think about him."

The proprietress's gaze swept past Dirk's shoulder and landed on Wayne's face, her smile widening rather than fading: "Oh, Dirk, what you're saying doesn't make sense to me. Are you perhaps thinking of taking advantage of a young woman?"

Dirk blushed.

"Why do you talk so irresponsibly?"

The proprietress, leaning against the counter, chuckled, amused: "Dirk, you're still such a coward."

Without waiting for Dirk's reply, the landlady looked directly at Wayne and said boldly and eagerly, "Young man, why don't you skip the guest room tonight and come stay in my room? I'll invite two of my best friends, and we'll make you some desserts together. I guarantee you'll have a very comfortable night in Pace Town."

It seems this woman won't let her master off the hook.

Ella stepped forward and spoke directly.

"The master's schedule is already full, and he needs to get a good rest tonight. There's no need for the proprietress to trouble herself."

The proprietress glanced down at Ella, her smile widening. "Oh, this little girl is quite protective of her master. What, afraid I'll steal your master away? Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Your master will be very happy with what I do."

Ella didn't back down: "Hmph! Don't even think about it. What you can do, I can do too! What you can't do, I can do as well!"

The proprietress raised an eyebrow: "Oh my! This little girl hasn't even grown her hair yet, but she's already learned to ward off unwanted suitors for her master."

Just then, Emma stepped forward and took Wayne's other hand: "You're the one who hasn't even grown all your hair yet! Your sister said it's just our constitution, it's not that we haven't grown all our hair yet!"

The proprietress was taken aback by Emma's self-righteous attitude, then burst into laughter, laughing so hard she almost cried. "Alright, alright, you have special constitutions. I was just blind and misjudged you."

Emma snorted, hugged Wayne's arm tightly, and gave him a "we won" look.

The proprietress, having finished laughing, straightened up and winked at Wayne: "Young man, your two maids certainly dote on you. Alright, I won't disturb your rest tonight. But if you change your mind, you can come find me anytime. It's the innermost room on the second floor; the door isn't locked."

Wayne nodded politely but did not reply.

Back in the room, as soon as the door closed, Emma released Wayne's arm, but her sullen expression hadn't subsided. She plopped down on the edge of the bed, crossed her arms, and muttered, "Master, tell me, what was that person laughing at? Did I say anything wrong?"

Wayne sat down at the table and poured himself a glass of water. "You're right. You're correct, that's just how your body is, it's not that you didn't develop all your physical attributes."

Emma, ​​having received her master's approval, straightened her back a bit more, but before she could completely calm down, she added, "Then why was she laughing?"

Wayne took a sip of water and laughed: "She probably... has never met someone as self-righteous as you."

Emma tilted her head and pondered for a couple of seconds, not quite understanding whether the words were a compliment or an insult. But since her master said it was right, she accepted it as right, and her lingering dissatisfaction vanished.

Ella stood by the window, her gaze fixed on Wayne, and slyly changed the subject: "By the way, Master. Why has Vera been acting so strange with you these past few days? You blush so easily."

The panel then appeared.

[Ella's Current Status]

[Status: She knew why Vera had been acting strangely the other day. Not only did she know, but Ambace had also privately asked for her opinion before helping her fulfill her wish. She had nodded in agreement.]

[Note: She's bringing this up deliberately now because she feels it's time to have a proper conversation with her master about the details of her gratitude towards the goddess.]

[Note 2: She was thinking about her silly little sister, wondering when she would finally understand. She had already taught her, and her sister had shown a strong thirst for knowledge, but then she would go off to do other things. Would she really stay silly like Lilith?]

[Note: Since Emma received her sister's guidance, she has moved beyond the stage of complete ignorance and is now in a period of curiosity and exploration after acquiring knowledge. However, due to her carefree nature, she hasn't had the opportunity to put it into practice herself.]

After reviewing the panel, Wayne's gaze fell on Ella's face: "Looks like it's time to find some time to teach you."

Ella felt a surge of joy.

Challenge me!

My master understands me!

Emma's eyes could no longer hide their gleam.

"Really? Master?"

"Hmm. Let's find a suitable time."

Emma sat on the edge of the bed, her head darting back and forth between the two of them, looking completely bewildered. "What are you talking about? Master, sister, are you saying something I don't know?"

Ella turned her head and smiled slightly at her.

"It's nothing. Just some adult stuff."

"Adult stuff?" Emma was even more confused. "But I'm an adult too! Didn't you say, sister, that everything you taught me was for me to do when I grow up?"

Ella's smile froze for a moment.

"Shut up, Emma."

"……oh."