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The young man had thick black hair that fell naturally across his forehead, swaying gently in the wind, emitting a faint luster.
His cheeks often held a smile, seemingly always optimistic and cheerful.
This was Yulian in Frieren's eyes.
The young man's nose bridge was straight, his lip line distinct, and the corners of his mouth often turned up slightly, revealing a confident and optimistic temperament.
His face had clear contours and smooth lines, giving a clean and sharp impression. His skin was a handsome fair color, yet it seemed as though it had been kissed by the sun, appearing both resilient and full of vitality.
His broad shoulders always became a safe harbor when danger approached.
This was Yulian in Fern's eyes.
The handsome black-haired young man was, in fact, a complete "monster..." from the Demon Race.
His age of over a hundred years had not only left no trace on him but had added a mature charm.
A young man with a fatherly vibe, a father with a youthful vibe.
The young man's smile was warm and sincere; when he smiled, his eyes curved into crescent moons, revealing neat teeth, making people unable to resist wanting to approach him.
This was Yulian in Stark's eyes.
However, while Yulian was so bright and wonderful...
...it made Stark feel "under immense pressure."
"What's wrong with me..."
Stark left the crowd by himself and sat alone in the Forest.
He felt at a loss regarding the inexplicable emotions in his heart.
"Stark, why did you run off here?"
Fern puffed out her cheeks, walked through the trees, and slowly came to Stark's side.
"Fern, I..."
Stark loosely clenched his fist and lightly bit his lip.
"What's... wrong?"
Fern's expression softened as she noticed Stark was not himself.
"Nothing..."
Stark looked at the gentle-looking Fern in front of him, his lips parted slightly, but then he shook his head.
"Really?"
Fern clearly didn't believe him; being sharp, she sensed that Stark was not right.
"Really..."
Stark slowly lowered his head.
"Sigh..."
Fern let out a soft sigh.
Stark's appearance made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"Stark..."
Fern called out softly.
Just as Stark was about to look up, he suddenly felt something cold touch him.
It was... Fern's hand...
Stark's head, which was about to be raised, froze in a daze.
Reflected in his eyes were Fern's fair little hands.
"I know Stark must have something on his mind..."
Fern pulled Stark to sit beside a fallen large tree nearby, her purple eyes looking seriously at Stark.
"Can you tell me?"
The gentle voice entered Stark's ears.
Tell you...
Stark's heart stirred, but then he shook his head abruptly.
How could I tell you about this kind of thing...
Stark kept his lips tightly shut, unable to reveal even half a word.
"You don't want to say it..."
Fern pursed her lips, her brows lowered.
Fern!
Stark's heart trembled suddenly upon seeing this scene.
"Actually, it's not that I can't say it."
Stark lightly bit his lip and tentatively asked under Fern's gaze.
"Fern, what do you think of..."
Stark took a deep breath.
"...Mr. Yulian?"
After Stark finished speaking, he cautiously observed Fern's expression.
"Mr. Yulian?"
Fern was slightly taken aback, and Yulian's figure gradually emerged in her mind.
Under the sunlight, his straight nose bridge... distinct lip line... the corners of his mouth often turning up slightly.
And the kind of confident and optimistic temperament he often revealed...
He felt like a handsome man, but what Fern saw more in her eyes was Yulian's back.
Those broad shoulders, always becoming a safe harbor when danger approached.
As expected, Fern likes Yulian, right...
Stark looked at Fern, who was showing a knowing smile, and his expression was dejected.
"Mr. Yulian is a reliable elder!"
Fern smiled, and her heartfelt evaluation entered Stark's ears.
"El, el, el, elder!"
After Stark was slightly taken aback, he immediately started stammering.
So—Fern only sees Yulian as a senior!
"What else?"
Looking at the dumbfounded Stark, Fern showed a puzzled expression.
Then, after her pupils suddenly constricted, Fern kicked Stark hard again and walked away.
"Idiot!"
Fern lightly bit her silver teeth, her fists clenching tighter and tighter.
What is this idiot thinking!
"Fern, wait for me!"
Looking at Fern's back, Stark shouted.
His entire being radiated obvious joy and excitement.
Fern doesn't like Mr. Yulian, she just sees him as a senior!
If the previous Stark, who misunderstood Fern's liking for Yulian, was a wilted tomato...
...then the current Stark is undoubtedly—a happy big tomato!
"So I should go talk to Stark?"
Beside the carriage, Yulian looked strangely at Sein.
Sein just said that his action of protecting Fern might have caused Stark to misunderstand.
He suggested that he should go enlighten Stark.
"What else?"
Sein covered his head in annoyance.
What kind of "Hero's party" is this!
It's clearly a party made up of a bunch of big kids!
Every single one is a problem child!
How is this embarking on an adventure journey!
Sein now seriously doubts that any adventure, journey, or sea of stars is real!
He was clearly tricked into coming to babysit!
"But, how should I start..."
Yulian said gloomily.
Not to mention anything else, he himself needs someone to enlighten him.
Let him enlighten Stark?
Hmm... it's not impossible...
But, shouldn't I teach him somehow?
"It's simple..."
Sein sighed.
He leaned in and whispered to Yulian.
How strange...
Frieren sat quietly under the tree beside the carriage.
Looking at the unusually close two people, her pupils widened in shock.
Yulian, Fern?
Yulian, Sein?
"Mistress Frieren, is there any food left?"
Fern walked out from the Forest, speaking helplessly to Frieren.
"Mm-hmm, the bread I saved for you and Stark."
Frieren cast aside her jumbled thoughts and handed Fern three packaged loaves of bread.
"Thank you, Mistress Frieren."
After Fern thanked her softly, she sat beside Frieren and ate the bread in small bites.
"Fern!"
Just as Fern had sat down.
Stark also chased after her.
However, in response to Stark's shout, Fern showed no intention of answering at all.
What did I do wrong again!
Stark was on the verge of tears, but he rubbed his flat stomach and decided to eat something first.
"Frieren, is there any food left?"
Stark spoke up to ask Frieren.
Frieren blinked a few times curiously and then glanced at Fern.
Stark followed Frieren's gaze and indeed saw the two unopened loaves of bread in Fern's hand.
Well, it looks like I'm going to go hungry...
Stark pursed his lips, his sadness flowing like a river.
"Alright, go quickly."
Sein stood up, lightly patted Yulian's shoulder, and walked to the side.
Yulian, meanwhile, nodded and walked towards Stark.
"Stark!"
After Yulian called out Stark's name, he went to Stark's side, patted his shoulder, and then the two walked into the small Forest after saying something unknown.
Frieren: !!!!
They appeared!
Yulian and Stark!
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