A Suspicious Place, the fisherman said.
In truth, she was just wandering blindly.
After all, when it came to Lan Qingyou's Magic Eye, nothing could escape it.
So.
For Lan Qingyou, she only needed to see something she couldn't appraise.
Or rather, something whose appraisal wouldn't come out.
Then there was definitely something wrong with it.
And so.
Following that line of thought, Lan Qingyou sat on her wand and stared at everything along the coastline below.
The seawater, the boats, the people, the sand and stones, even the coconut trees planted on the beach and the little crabs crawling across the sand—none escaped Lan Qingyou's eyes.
"Mm... they're getting a little sore..."
From the time she flew out of the tavern until now, Lan Qingyou had been staring fixedly at the coast for an hour.
So she took out her homemade eye drops and dripped two drops into her eyes.
These were eye drops that could relieve fatigue and restore a little Magic Power while they were at it.
After all, no matter how one put it, she was still a witch who relied rather heavily on her Magic Eye.
Anything concerning her eyes naturally had to be handled properly.
Of course, Lan Qingyou hadn't invented the eye drops themselves.
Rather, someone among the Black Witches had invented them, and after they spread through the Witch's Tea Party, Lan Qingyou came to know of them.
Once everyone said they were good after using them, she modified them.
After all, compared to other witches.
Lan Qingyou's own eyes—or rather, her body—were much stronger.
Eye drops of that level simply weren't enough to quickly relieve her eye fatigue.
So she could only improve them herself and make a special-supply version.
Of course.
During this flight, it wasn't as if Lan Qingyou