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The ghoul rat ran quickly on the ground, its movements very swift.
But it didn't leave the group behind. Instead, every so often, it would stop and look back, only moving again after confirming they had caught up.
Passing through dense bushes.
Jumping down a low dirt slope.
Stepping across stones in the cold river water.
Gradually, the surrounding trees became sparse.
The tower that Yulian had been searching for so hard finally appeared before him.
"Chirp chirp?"
At the top of the tower, the ghoul rat, holding a seed the size of its two little paws, looked down at the people below with a blank expression.
Yulian gently pushed the wooden door, but it didn't budge.
"The door is closed."
Standing beneath the tower, which was over ten meters tall, it was difficult to see its top even when looking up.
"Flight Magic."
Frieren summoned her staff and quickly rose on the wind, and upon reaching the top of the tower, she made a sudden stop, startling herself!
"Wind!"
The strong wind stirred up waves of petals dancing in the breeze!
Light blue petals!
Strange and exquisite petals!
Large petals!
The strong wind swirled the dancing petals, as if passionately embracing Frieren who was suspended in mid-air!
So beautiful!
Light and shadow intertwined, the beautiful petals with their elegant, light fragrance were like a gentle youth softly kissing Frieren at this moment!
As if gently speaking!
--Frieren, you've come.
Frieren gently extended her hand to catch a petal, her eyes revealing a dazzling brilliance, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Himmel—"
"I'm here."
"So beautiful!"
Beneath the tower, Fern gently caught a petal from the Blue Moon Weed flower.
The soft touch was felt in her hand, and Fern carefully examined the petal in her palm.
"It's Blue Moon Weed, no mistake."
Yulian gently flicked Fern's little head, looked up, and smiled slightly.
Frieren, who had been in great shock in the sky, had now fully recovered. After picking a Blue Moon Weed flower, she slowly descended.
"Found it."
A smile appeared at the corner of Frieren's mouth; it was clear she was in a good mood.
"How is it? Can you research the Magic to create a field of Blue Moon Weed flowers?"
Fern asked with concern.
"Now that I've seen it, I can definitely research it."
Frieren smiled confidently, lifting her chin slightly.
Carrying a little bit of pride.
"There's no Magic I can't research!"
"So amazing!"
Fern nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with admiration.
Mistress Frieren is a very, very powerful Great Mage!
"It's time to go."
Having received Fern's affirmation, Frieren became even more smug, taking steps and preparing to leave.
=ω=
Feeling light and airy, Frieren felt as if she were in heaven at that moment, so much so that she overlooked something moderately important.
"Mistress Frieren!"
Fern called out to Frieren, who had already walked several steps away.
Frieren turned back in confusion.
"Where is Mr. Yulian?"
Fern's face was full of shock.
Frieren also suddenly reacted and looked around.
But there was no sign of Yulian.
"Mr. Yulian!"
Fern tried shouting around.
"I'm here!"
Yulian poked his head out from the top of the tower, his face beaming with a smile.
"Come down quickly, we're leaving~"
Fern shouted loudly.
"Wait for me!"
"Almost ready!"
Yulian's response sounded, but Yulian's figure was no longer at the edge of the tower.
"How much longer!"
"Mr. Yulian!"
The two of them, one at the top of the tower and one at the bottom, were shouting across the distance.
Frieren quietly watched the two of them communicating in this most primitive way and suddenly felt a bit awkward.
"Huh?"
"Mistress Frieren, what's wrong?"
Fern had just finished shouting, hands on her hips, panting heavily.
The next second, she saw Frieren, who was already greasing her feet and preparing to slip away.
"I.."
=ω=
Frieren chuckled.
Can I say I don't know either of you...?
An awkward emotion rarely seen appeared on Frieren's face.
Finally, Frieren gently used her hands to pull up the corners of her mouth, revealing a fake smile.
"I'm, fine!"
"How strange."
Fern furrowed her brow, staring at Frieren.
But she couldn't figure out what was strange.
"How about I go back first?"
Frieren asked tentatively, even telling a rare lie, her cheeks flushed.
=ω=
"I still need to go back and research the Magic of the Blue Moon Weed."
"Are you... that anxious?"
Fern looked at Frieren, then at Yulian at the top of the tower who was busy with something unknown, and asked hesitantly.
"Mm..."
"Actually, going back a bit later is fine too."
Frieren waved her hand, feeling apologetic for her inexplicable thought just now.
Because Fern was truly thinking seriously about her casual remark at this moment.
Her cautious inquiry made Frieren feel a bit ashamed.
"That's good."
Fern breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile reappeared on her face.
She began chatting with Frieren, with a touch of emotion and curiosity.
"Mistress Frieren, why are you so passionate about Magic?"
"Passionate?"
Frieren looked at the slender staff in her hand, appearing thoughtful.
"Yes, Mistress Frieren really likes collecting Magic."
"And, she is also keen on creating various small Magic spells."
Fern nodded in deep agreement.
"Perhaps it's the same as you."
Frieren's head was slightly lowered, and at this moment, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Me?"
Fern pointed to herself uncertainly.
"But I don't like Magic..."
"I just need power, any kind of power will do..."
"Any power that allows me to live independently is fine..."
"No, Fern."
Frieren interrupted Fern's low words, her face full of a confident smile.
"You like Magic."
"The reason you like it should be the same as mine."
Frieren recalled in her mind the times she received praise from someone because of Magic, and her heart suddenly felt warm.
Those days were a rare period when she lived a very interesting life, short days.
"Frieren... Madam..."
Fern looked at Frieren, who was smiling as she was lost in memories, and memories suddenly surged in her mind as well.
"Fern, give it a try."
A kind and loving voice sounded in Fern's mind.
It was a quiet night.
The stars and moon in the sky were all gone because the dark clouds obscured the sky.
Grandpa Heiter heard her crying because she was afraid of the dark, gently knocked on the door, and brought her to the entrance of the wooden house.
It was at this moment that Fern learned the first Magic of her life!
Magic butterflies emitting a blue fluorescent light flew in the silent dark night as she opened her hands!
At that moment, the world had light!
"Fern!"
"Frieren!"
Yulian's loud shout came from the sky, and the next second, a figure was seen falling from high up, landing directly beside the two of them.
"Fern, Frieren—"
"For you."
Yulian looked at the two who were startled out of their memories by him and were looking at him with a bit of confusion, smiled faintly, and extended his hand.
"What is this?"
Frieren and Fern followed Yulian's gaze and looked at Yulian's large hand.
In Yulian's hand, there was indeed a very skillfully woven wreath of Blue Moon Weed flowers!
Yulian/Yulian...
A feeling of emotion suddenly rose in both of their hearts!
"I didn't weave it very well, hehe, just wear it for now."
Seeing that the two didn't move for a long time, Yulian gently placed the wreaths on their heads and then ran away like he was escaping towards the distance, only his words just spoken still echoing in the wilderness...
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