Beside the Teleportation Array, Lucian sighed softly, then turned and returned to the City Lord's Mansion.
Late one night, at No. 7 Wisteria Lane in East City.
In the living room, the Crystal Stone Lamp was turned to its dimmest setting.
The dim yellow light fell on the old sofa, revealing its worn-out texture.
Ian sat on the sofa, his palm gently stroking Gaga's small head.
The little creature was curled up on his lap, a small ball of black fluff.
Its feathers shimmered with a dark silver sheen in the gloom, its wings tucked in tightly.
"Ian..." Its childish voice held a trace of somberness.
"Are we... going to be busy again?"
"Yes. The path of a Wizard has no end, so how can one rest? But as long as you're with me, I won't be lonely."
Ian gently picked up Gaga, holding it close.
"I'm going to be very busy for a while. You need to use this time to stabilize your Realm and increase your strength."
Gaga raised its head, its silver eyes staring at his face.
