"Alright! Your wish will gradually come true!"
"The relic I'm giving you is a heart. If you keep using it, you'll be able to fulfill your wish. But if you want to use it, you need to drink plenty of hot water every day, understand?"
'A heart?'
'Drink plenty of hot water? What does that mean?'
Old Xu didn't understand what the Little Elf meant. He only felt an immense discomfort in his chest, but there was no pain—just a profound emptiness.
After a moment of strange rigidity, Old Xu felt for his heart, only to find it was no longer beating.
"What did you do to me?" Old Xu demanded in shock.
"I'm helping you fulfill your wish!" the Little Elf answered cheerfully, raising its hand to command the water, which swirled up and enveloped Old Xu.
The water surged once more, swallowing the Little Elf. A giant hand made of water then carefully delivered Old Xu to the outside.
