[An adorable little girl, Ivette, takes you on a trip around the whole world!]
Through the bloody events in Baghdad.
Then, a cup of London afternoon tea.
And the tracks in the snow of Bavaria.
The truth reflected in Kyoto's dreamlike illusions.
And the lost souls amid Jiangnan's plum rains.
This is the fate of a magician.
Why does the title have to say London when it barely has anything to do with London?
Because the Clock Tower is in London.
The heart of London, England: an ancient clock tower, the magicians' academy.
There is nothing new under the sun, and nothing at the London Clock Tower that defies explanation.
I don't know why → magic/spell/engraving/seal will be swallowed up into magic engraved surge =. =
So slow that I don't even remember my past relationship. I'm so diligent in helping you score.
Do you dare to update it? Thank you.