At the moment when the carving knife was in hand, Tangze Asuka's mind suddenly recalled the scene of Fisher engraving magic in front of the big tree.
Of course, the current Tangze Asuka had no idea what Fisher was doing. In her impression, she saw Fisher's magic circuit lighting up and those strange magic patterns shining brightly on the leaves.
In the night, what she merely glanced at, for some reason, seemed branded in her brain. Just casually recalling it, the memory became hot and burning, making those strange patterns and Fisher's techniques of engraving vividly reappear in her eyes.
"Could that... be magic?"
In her mind, this thought suddenly emerged from nowhere, yet she couldn't be absolutely certain about what Fisher was doing.
Maybe she should ask Mr. Fisher the next morning what he was doing at that time, or perhaps, she could verify right now what Mr. Fisher was actually doing?
