Roland walked to the center of the garden and couldn't help but stop.

At the end of the passage, a small room of plants appeared, with tree trunks and improved crops forming walls, and a criss-crossing vine hanging over the top of the head, as if it had been carefully woven, and a few strings of crystal grapes hanging from the green leaves.In the middle of the room was a bonfire, surrounded by green furniture—they were all made of strange plants stretched out on the ground.For a moment, he thought that he had come to the world of fairy tales, if not several familiar figures standing by the bonfire, he really suspected that this was a dream.

“What is this?”

Tilly looked back, revealing a sigh of relief, "The power of the leaves has evolved, and she has transformed into this garden."

“Where is her?”Roland was surprised.

"She has become one with the plants," Tilly looked around, "and the sight you see is all part of the leaves."

Before feeling that walking in a huge creature was not an illusion, but the "huge creature" was replaced by a leaf, and Roland suddenly tightened in his heart, "She will not be able to recover it."

“As long as I can lift my ability, I can return to normal,” the leaf’s voice suddenly rang.

But if you listen carefully, this is not her own speech, but the rustle of the leaves and the friction of the branches mixed together.

The other person's answer made Roland a little relieved, "Can you hear us talking?"

"Not only can you hear, but you can see, smell, touch," said the leaves, "I can feel any change in the garden, including the birds building nests on the branches, the worms crawling on the trunks... This feeling is hard to describe in words, Mr. Tilly is right, I am now the garden itself, from the moment you walk here, I have noticed you."

With that, a huge rolled-up leaf hung from the smallpox to Roland's hand, slowly bloomed, and saw a cup filled with purple-red liquid inside.The cup is made of four olive leaves, the leaf handle constitutes the cup ear, and the appearance is small and exquisite.Roland put the cup and put it in his mouth, and found that this was actually a new wine, with a refreshing sweetness in the slightly acid.It seems that both the wine and the container come from this garden.

Roland drank each other's "drinks", went to the bonfire, and sat with interest on the plant benches - its bracket was a coarse-skinned branch, and the chair and backrest were covered with a thick layer of wheat leaves, sitting up as if they were trapped in a sofa.At the edge of the bonfire stood the grill, and Andrea was roasting apples and corn for everyone.Undoubtedly, these are also taken from the garden.

“How did you do all this?”The prince asked.

“I don’t know much about the process,” the voice quickly responded, “I just take care of the new crop and your flight messenger as usual, and then they respond to my call.”This may be the path of integration that I have been looking for, transforming the jungle and the life it nurtures into a true whole.”

What if you have the ability to use in a hidden forest?Can you make it a part of you?”

“I don’t think... no,” she hesitated for a moment, “even if it could, it would take a long time.”It doesn't take much magic to maintain that state, and even the woods can complement it for me, but every time I expand my control, it makes me slow to think."

“Sluggish thinking?”Roland stood still.

“I don’t know how to describe this feeling,” said Leaf, “if I slowly expanded my control, and after a few years, I should be able to become one with the hidden forest, but I would have lost my mind—it would have been impossible to integrate the garden—it would have felt that my head was not enough, as if my mind had suddenly become very empty and I had adapted to normal for a long time.”She paused, adding, “But the plants that have been controlled have no such grotesqueness when they enter again, and as soon as the idea is turned around.”

Indeed, Roland secretly thought that compared to Anna and Lily in the micro direction of evolution, the new ability of the leaves is obviously a breakthrough in the macroscopic direction.If one day she can control the whole hidden forest, no doubt that any enemy's movement will not escape her eyes and ears.

"Congratulations," laughed Wendy, "and now there's an evolved witch in the League of Witches, which, according to Egsa, is half the size of a federation."

"If she's here, she'll be sorry for a while," said Roland, smiling, and then looking at the little girl who was curious and peeking at her, "where's the blank paper?"

“I’m afraid there’s going to be a further test on her ability,” Wendy responded, “but I found a strange phenomenon.”

After she spoke, she quickly dropped two packs of snow on the roof.

Wendy spread it out one by one, placed it next to the bonfire, and a clump of it in the corner of the room, and then let the white paper exert its ability to exert its power, “I am instructing her to use magic evenly to achieve stability – as you first taught me.”Although she can't do precise control, she doesn't differ much in general.”

Roland noticed that the snow near the bonfire soon turned into a puddle of ice water, and the far away clump only melted in half.

Wendy took the boiling water to the wall, knocked on the wall, and the tightly wrapped vines contracted to both sides, revealing a fist-sized hole, and the cold wind outside suddenly poured in.

“Come on, then use this ability,” she said to the white paper.

The little girl nodded and stretched out her hands, and Roland was surprised to find that the snow in the leaves had once again produced a thin layer of ice crystals.

“Is this...accelerated time, let the results appear in advance?”As soon as he spoke, he rejected his own conjecture, and no, time is but a concept that man has set up for his own convenience, and does not exist in itself.How can something that doesn’t exist affect it?

"I started to feel the same way, but Mr. Tilly said it wasn't."Wendy hoisted a stone with a vine and danled in front of the white paper.The latter exerted its ability again, but the pendulum speed did not change, and it still swung around with the same range until it finally stopped, "If it is acceleration time, it should swing faster."

Indeed, Roland soon realized the nature of the other person’s abilities—she was not influencing time, but the movement of the particles, and the magic changed the energy level of the particles, reducing them or rising, and acting frozen or melting on the macroscopic.Of course, the white paper itself may not understand this at all, she only releases the ability according to her own feelings, so she will come to the conclusion that it has little impact on other objects: oxidation is a long process, and it takes longer to observe the results.

If she’s right, then her abilities are a natural catalyst.

(Unfinished.)