"Other magic..."
The Little White Person bit her finger, looking troubled, as if she was not quite sure what Jiang Yu meant. After mulling it over for a long while, she asked tentatively, "...Does being very easy to die count?"
Xiao Xiao seriously considered the Philosophy of Magic contained in that sentence.
Jiang Yu fell silent.
The Feather Pen in hand unconsciously poked a string of black dots across the notebook. In the end, she paused, then forced out A Trace of a smile again. "—Mm, aside from that, are there any other kinds of magic you're good at? For example, can you fly? How fast can you fly? Can you turn invisible? Can you release energy magic like fireballs, water shields, ice arrows, and so on? How many types of divination do you know? Are you good at brewing potions? Do you know healing? Puppetry? Alchemy magic? Can you turn into any other creatures besides a paper person? Can you summon powerful companions from another space to help in battle, and so on..."
Perhaps she had realized that the Little White Person's way of thinking was different from an ordinary person's.
So Jiang Yu simply laid everything out plainly, listing one by one the skills the hunters needed and letting Yan Hua confirm them herself.
The results were immediate.
The Little White Person could fly, and she demonstrated it on the spot. A pair of paper Wings as white as jade extended from her back, flapping as she flew two laps around the spacious hall. She was not fast, but she was very steady and light, drawing over the Furry Dragon that had originally been circling beneath the ceiling, whining and mumbling as it came to join the fun.
Her invisibility was not bad either, but her invisibility magic