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Mountains, hills, and plateaus, like natural borders, completely surrounded the Wal Basin.
Stepping into this gentle, humid basin, what came into view was the vast Forest at the foot of the slopes, and the continuous mountain range in the distance.
The sun shone gently, and the air carried the fresh scent of soil and green leaves.
"We're here."
Everyone stopped.
Frieren's face showed a look of reminiscence.
"Back again..."
"That 'again'... how many years has it been..."
Fern flushed with embarrassment, quietly complaining to herself.
Yulian remained silent, but was quietly calculating in his heart.
Flamme's era was probably the primitive era about eleven hundred years ago.
Since Frieren said 'again', it's likely been about a thousand years.
Really... an old thing...
Yulian mumbled, glancing at Frieren who was talking to Eisen.
The latter still looked like a beautiful young girl, making Yulian click his tongue in wonder.
"Then it's decided—"
Frieren nodded lightly, then turned back.
"Fern, Yulian, you two are a group—"
"Eisen and I are a group, let's split up and search."
Saying this, Frieren prepared to set off.
"Wait, Mistress Frieren!"
Fern quickly called out to Mistress Frieren.
"How should we search..."
The Forest was very vast.
If they used the same method as when searching for the Blue Moon Weed, it would probably be another troublesome task.
Who knows how much time it would take.
"Didn't listen at all."
Frieren helplessly repeated what she had discussed with Eisen.
Basically, the ruins containing Flamme's notes should be near a large tree, so they just needed to look for where there were large trees.
"So Fern, you take Yulian's group, and I'll take Eisen's group."
"We'll go in order and search through the tall trees in the Forest one by one."
Isn't that still the same as before!
Fern nodded tearfully.
"Then we'll set off first."
Frieren wanted to pat Fern's head to comfort her, but didn't insist after Fern dodged.
Carrying Eisen like a handbag, she flew into the distance.
"Mr. Yulian, let's set off too."
Fern extended her delicate doll-like hand to Yulian.
Yulian hesitated for a moment, then spoke.
"Fern, can we go a bit slower this time?"
Yulian's tragic experience of riding the 'Fern' to the beach to watch the sea sunrise last time was still vivid in his memory.
"Trust me, Mr. Yulian."
Fern smiled faintly.
Sunlight fell on Fern's fair face, tinging it with a touch of holiness.
Yulian believed her immediately!
He also reached out and took her hand.
The next second, a stream of purple light instantly appeared on the horizon!
"Fe——rn——"
Yulian's wailing echoed in the sky.
"Mr. Yulian, it'll be over soon!"
Fern laughed and responded loudly.
I should have known that Fern's comforting words were all lies!
Wahhh!
Yulian was flying while holding Fern's hand, and even felt the sound barrier breaking beside his ears.
That's not all!
Yulian was even more desperate when Fern's fine strands of hair, carried by the strong wind, whipped against his face!
Fortunately, with such frantic output of magic, even Fern couldn't keep it up for too long.
Maybe just one morning?
When the scorching sun hung high in the sky, gradually making the air feel stuffy, Fern finally stopped.
"Mr. Yulian, let's rest for a bit."
Fern landed gently beside a stream in the Forest, looking at Yulian with a slightly flushed face.
"Fern, you said we'd go slower."
Yulian felt like he was airsick.
Yes, that's right, he was airsick.
Experiencing airsickness in another world, Yulian was truly speechless.
More importantly, they had suffered for a whole morning yet gained nothing.
Most of the trees in the Forest were tall and straight, with lush branches and leaves.
The so-called large tree, which one was it?
Yulian didn't know.
"Splash~"
Yulian cupped a handful of stream water and washed his face.
As if doing so could wash away his inner sadness.
"Hmm?"
It was a bit sweet.
Yulian looked at the stream water in his hands and tentatively stuck out his tongue to lick it.
Yulian smacked his lips, the sweetness of the stream water lingering in his mouth for a moment.
Yulian's face lit up with joy, and he immediately cupped the stream water and drank it in large gulps.
That's why we say the environment in another world is good!
Even this stream water is so sweet and delicious!
"Mr. Yulian—"
Fern called out to Yulian softly.
"Oh, Fern, you try some too."
Yulian slapped his thigh.
He was so focused on drinking himself, he forgot about Fern!
"No, Mr. Yulian—"
Fern shook her head, her gaze fixed on the distance.
"There seems to be someone there."
Yulian followed Fern's gaze.
He didn't see anyone, but he saw a towering giant tree.
It must be magic sensing, Yulian also tried to sense it.
He did sense a faint fluctuation of magic flash by.
Could it be Frieren?
"There's also a tree there, Fern."
Yulian stood up.
Whether it was the person or this giant tree, it was clearly worth them going to check it out.
"Let's go over and take a look."
Raising his guard, Yulian led Fern slowly towards the direction of the giant tree.
The sound of rushing water echoed.
Yulian lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the stream beside him.
Was it also drinking water like him?
But the sound was strange.
"Fern, be careful."
Yulian reminded her cautiously.
In the wilderness, you must be vigilant when encountering strangers.
"Yes, Mr. Yulian!"
Fern nervously summoned her staff and held it tightly.
Behind the bushes in front of them was the source of the sound!
"Splash splash~"
"Splash splash~"
Frieren was sitting by the stream with bare feet, resting.
Her pure white little feet interacted with the stream water, making strange splashing sounds.
Yulian and Fern happened to pass through the bushes and saw this scene.
"So it's Mistress Frieren."
Fern breathed a sigh of relief and put away her staff.
"Oh, Fern."
After glancing back faintly, Frieren curled the corner of her mouth, hummed an unknown melodious tune, and continued soaking her feet in the stream.
Yulian knew.
This was a very normal thing.
Elves were the darlings of nature, if elves coming to the Forest was like returning home.
Then elves coming to the stream in the Forest was undoubtedly like returning to the elf's own room.
You could see all these beautiful expressions of ease, leisure, and contentment on her face.
But!
Why are you washing your feet upstream, hey!
Yulian's expression was melancholic, only feeling a dullness in his chest.
Along with it, Yulian himself became silent.
His constipated expression made Eisen, who had just returned from checking the giant tree, feel a bit strange.
"Sir Yulian, what's wrong?"
Eisen's eyes were full of curiosity.
"Hmm?"
Frieren also turned back curiously.
She had just noticed Yulian's gaze towards her was strange.
But she was too lazy to ask.
"It should be—"
Fern was guessing on her fingers.
"Mr. Yulian just drank the stream water downstream, and then when we came up, we found Mistress Frieren in the stream... wahhhh!"
"Fern!"
Yulian quickly covered Fern's mouth, put away his ashen face, and forced a smile at Frieren and Eisen.
"I'm fine."
"Really?"
Frieren gave Yulian a strange look, then looked at her own pure white little feet.
"Really..."
...I guess...
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