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Her clean feet dangled in the air.
Her exquisite white hair, like goose down, cascaded freely across the soft large bed in the inn.
Mistress Frieren lay quietly on the bed in a neat white dress, looking at the Magic book in her hand, her face filled with a long-lost happy smile.
=ω=
However, Frieren, who had finally managed to relax and enjoy a moment of life, stiffened the moment she sensed Fern's Magic power.
Frieren had a bad feeling.
She remembered Yulian saying something like this - happy times are always short-lived.
"Knock knock~"
"Mistress Frieren."
After gently knocking twice on the wooden door, Fern opened it and walked in.
She was carrying the dessert she brought for Mistress Frieren.
"Fern, you're here."
Frieren slightly turned her body, looked at Fern, and then looked at the ring with a green gem embedded in it on her hand.
This was a Magic item Yulian invented, the "Magic Ring That Can Talk."
Frieren used this to tell Fern the location of the inn.
She also added, "The door isn't locked, just come right in."
"Really... so casual..."
"Mistress Frieren."
Fern gritted her silver teeth, looking at Mistress Frieren's graceful figure before her, unsure how to even start complaining.
"What if someone else came in?"
Fern shrugged helplessly, gently placed the dessert she was holding on the table, and then pulled the blanket over Mistress Frieren.
At the same time, she gently patted Mistress Frieren's exposed little feet.
Frieren also obediently pulled her feet back into the blanket.
"Gulp~"
Frieren wrinkled her nose, smelled the sweet scent in the air, and drooled as she looked at the paper box Fern had just put down.
"It's pudding!"
"Mhm mhm..."
Fern gently nodded.
"Mr. Yulian bought it for you."
"But it seems you still have no intention of getting up..."
Before Fern could finish speaking, Frieren was already sitting up straight on the bed.
At the same time, she patted her crossed legs in front of her.
"Put it here (=ω=)."
Frieren wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth; it had been a long time since she had eaten dessert.
Indeed, cities are where people should live; she was already eating refined goods on the very first day here.
Hehe!
＜!=ω=!＞
Frieren is happy!
"Put it there?"
"Mhm mhm!"
"Okay, okay."
Fern was stunned for a moment, then opened the paper box and gently placed the small glass bowl containing the pudding on Mistress Frieren's legs.
However, Mistress Frieren didn't start eating, but instead looked at Fern with anticipation.
"Mistress Frieren..."
"Is there anything else?"
Fern touched her face; there didn't seem to be anything there?
Then why was Mistress Frieren staring at her?
"Spoon, Fern."
=ω=
Frieren smiled, revealing sweet dimples.
"Oh oh, okay!"
Fern reacted and quickly handed the small spoon to Mistress Frieren.
"Slurp~"
Frieren ate the Black Kuro Pudding before her in small bites, occasionally making slurping sounds, a look of satisfaction on her face.
Fern quietly watched this scene, and a strange thought suddenly popped into her mind.
Mistress Frieren, she looks like a little child like this.
"Mmm!"
"Have a bite."
Frieren gently scooped up a spoonful of pudding with the small spoon and put it into the defenseless Fern's mouth.
By the time Fern reacted, the slightly cool and sweet taste was already lingering in her mouth.
"Mistress Frieren!"
Fern's pretty face turned slightly red, and she couldn't help but clench her fists.
Some strange emotions were rippling in her heart.
"Hehe..."
"Is it delicious?"
Frieren smiled with pursed lips.
"This is one of my favorite things."
So... Mistress Frieren saw me staring at her, mistook it for me wanting to eat, and so she shared with me...
Fern's lips parted slightly, but in the end, she didn't say anything.
She just nodded gently and sat down beside Mistress Frieren.
Quietly watching Mistress Frieren's adorable appearance.
Mmm... it feels like peaceful times!
"Why are you staring at me?"
"Is there something on my face?"
Frieren gently brushed her hair away, asking strangely.
"No, it's just that..."
It's just that I was a bit lost in thought looking at Mistress Frieren's serene and beautiful appearance?
How could I say that out loud!
"Fern, have you talked to Frieren?"
"Are you ready to leave?"
The ring with the purple gem embedded in it on Fern's hand glowed faintly, and Yulian's voice entered Fern's ears.
Fern was slightly stunned.
She stopped her random thoughts.
"Mistress Frieren..."
Fern looked at Mistress Frieren seriously.
Frieren tilted her head slightly.
"What's wrong?"
"We heard from a traveling merchant when we were on the street..."
"The checkpoint will take at least two years to open..."
Fern pursed her lips, her eyes fixed on Mistress Frieren.
"Two years, huh..."
Frieren bit her lip, feeling a bit happy yet unable to be happy.
"Fern..."
Frieren adjusted her sitting posture on the bed.
"You want to say that we should go and see if there are other ways to get through the checkpoint faster, right?"
"Mhm mhm, because after all, it's two years."
"And I think Mistress Frieren, you also don't want to waste time in this city like this."
Fern nodded, speaking seriously.
"Ugh..."
Frieren puffed out her cheeks.
Actually, she really wanted to say that days spent like this, slacking off, are super awesome!
But thinking that Fern would get angry, Frieren still obediently nodded.
She showed an awkward smile.
=ω=
"Mistress Frieren, let's go find the City Lord."
"Mr. Yulian said that with your reputation, the City Lord will definitely grant us passage!"
"Fern, actually, I think..."
Frieren hesitated to speak.
Actually, slacking off for two days and getting some good rest still seems pretty good...
"Fern?"
Yulian's voice entered Fern's ears again through the ring.
Fern gently tapped the ring, placing her right hand with the ring on it between herself and Mistress Frieren.
Yulian's voice then changed from being between the two of them to echoing in the room.
Mr. Yulian said this was a function commonly known as "hands-free."
A strange name, just as strange as some of the things Mr. Yulian says sometimes.
"Are you not ready yet?"
"Mistress Frieren has already considered it, we'll be leaving soon."
Fern glanced at Mistress Frieren, and after getting an affirmative nod, she replied.
"Okay, I'll wait for you in the lobby downstairs."
After Yulian finished speaking, his voice disappeared.
"Then, Mistress Frieren, it's time to change your clothes~"
Fern smiled, looking at Mistress Frieren who had suddenly collapsed onto the bed, not wanting to move.
"No, Fern~"
"Let me lie down for a little longer~"
"Fern!"
"Ah! No no no!"
"Mistress Frieren, don't run!"
"Fern~"
"Wahhh~"
Yulian, sitting in the inn's lobby, fell into thought, listening to the strange words coming from his ear.
Is there something going on between them that I don't know about?
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