Karl listened to the bishop's words, shrugging with an indifferent expression.
“Now isn't the time to talk about my future.”
He waved his hand, ignoring the subtle mockery in the other man's words, and walked toward his designated spot.
Furni stood at her magic supply position, watching the sarcasm between the bishops, feeling increasingly bored.
Every time she came here, she had to go through this.
These guys always found something to mock each other about every time they met.
“Ugh.”
“When will humans ever change this habit?”
Furni yawned.
Her dragon-specific slit pupils swept over everyone in the room.
Her eyes were filled with undisguised weariness.
“I really wish they could all be like that little Hero~”
Furni leaned against the wall, Lin Ling’s usual appearance naturally surfacing in her mind.
She usually seemed so unserious.
But when true danger arose, she always stood in front of others.
“If all humans could become like that, the world might be a little better, wouldn’t it?”
Meanwhile, Lin Ling, currently by the fields, had no idea she held such high regard in Furni’s heart.
“Hey~”
“Miss Saintess wants to go to the fields too~”
Right after they finished lunch, Leticia stood up and walked towards the fields.
“Huh?”
Lin Ling watched her stand up and quickly reached out, grabbing Leticia’s pant leg.
“Sia-chan.”
“Are you leaving already~”
She knelt on the picnic blanket, looking up at Leticia with an incredibly pitiful expression.
Leticia looked down at Lin Ling, who was gripping her pant leg.
“Mhm.”
“Break time is over.”
After saying that, she bent down.
She pried Lin Ling’s fingers off her pant leg, one by one.
The light in Lin Ling’s eyes faded bit by bit as her fingers were released.
Once the last finger left Leticia’s pant leg.
Lin Ling’s hand fell limply to the ground.
“Wuwu, are you not keeping me anymore~”
She knelt there.
Her entire being quickly lost its color.
Tiny snowflakes, meant only for her, even began to fall above her head.
“...”
The others looked at Lin Ling like this.
For a moment, they all admired Miss Saintess’s vigorous theatrical flair.
Even though she merely couldn’t join them in the fields, she acted as if she had just been abandoned by a wife of many years.
“Uh, so.”
Kainster finally remembered his true purpose for coming here today.
He looked at Leticia, who was already preparing to enter the fields.
“Miss Sia, are you going to continue helping in the fields?”
Leticia nodded.
“Yes.”
“If possible.”
Kainster immediately stood up from the picnic blanket.
His gaze turned serious.
“Please take me with you! Although I don’t understand the Demon Race’s cultivation methods yet.”
“I have, however, studied Camillaya’s cultivation methods for some time in the past.”
As he spoke.
The thirst for knowledge about the Demon Race’s cultivation methods shone in Kainster’s eyes like the scorching sun.
He looked as if he would seriously consider giving up his title as a Prince if it meant he could enter the fields.
“Hmm…”
Leticia looked at his expectant expression.
For a moment, she wasn't sure how to answer.
It seemed she didn't have the authority to directly allow him to participate.
“For this, we’ll need to ask Mrs. Nashi.”
Finally, Leticia tossed the question to Mrs. Nashi, who was standing by, chuckling.
“Huh? It’s up to me?”
Mrs. Nashi, suddenly receiving the question, immediately widened her eyes.
She had originally just been standing by, watching the young people tease each other.
She hadn't expected the matter to suddenly fall to her.
However, before Mrs. Nashi could even think.
Kainster had already unleashed an extremely terrifying move.
It was rumored that anyone who used this move.
Even those with strong wills would find it difficult to refuse without wavering.
Kainster took two steps back.
Then he suddenly leaped high.
Bending his knees.
“Bang!”
His knees landed heavily on the ground.
Using the momentum from his jump, he maintained a kneeling posture and slid all the way to Mrs. Nashi.
His movements were incredibly fluid.
“I beg you!”
Kainster braced himself with his hands on the ground.
He lowered his head with extreme earnestness.
“I truly wish to see everyone’s cultivation methods!”
Lin Ling stood nearby.
Watching Kainster’s incredibly fluid movements, she slowly narrowed her eyes.
“He just… kowtowed, didn’t he?”
Lin Ling rubbed her chin.
She felt like she had seen this scene somewhere before.
“Hmm… I can’t recall.”
“But I feel like Aliviel’s figure might be in that memory?”
By then, Mrs. Nashi had already quickly bent down and helped Kainster, who was kneeling on the ground, back up.
“What are you doing?”
Her face was filled with helplessness.
“It’s just to look at the fields.”
Kainster was helped up, but his eyes remained fixed on the fields.
“So… can I come along?”
Mrs. Nashi nodded.
“Of course, you can. It’s not a big deal; just follow me.”
Hearing this, Kainster’s expression immediately brightened, and he bowed repeatedly to Mrs. Nashi.
“Thank you very much!”
Then, Mrs. Nashi led Kainster and the others toward the fields.
Danasuo, floating beside Leticia’s shoulder, had already begun introducing the various tools in the fields to Kainster.
When Lin Ling, still struggling to recall past memories, looked up, the others had already started walking into the fields.
“Hey!”
She quickly scrambled up from the ground.
“Don’t forget Miss Saintess!”
Lin Ling quickly caught up to them.
But just as she was about to step into the fields.
Mrs. Nashi turned around and blocked her with a hand.
“Miss Saintess, not today.”
Lin Ling’s raised foot froze in mid-air, and she immediately deflated.
“Huh? Why not?”
Mrs. Nashi looked at her.
The smile on her face was utterly flawless.
“Today, there’s no one specifically assigned to look after Miss Saintess.”
“So you can just watch from the side of the fields.”
The last time Lin Ling participated in field work.
At least Niya was there to look after her the entire time.
But today, with no one to watch over Miss Saintess, Mrs. Nashi naturally couldn’t let Lin Ling enter the fields freely.
“Ehh~”
Hearing that she was rejected.
Lin Ling’s raised foot slowly lowered.
Her body also seemed to suddenly lose its support.
She slumped limply beside the field ridge, like melting liquid.
But Lin Ling had no idea that her every move at this moment.
Was being clearly observed by a certain Demon King who enjoyed secretly watching.
Inside the Demon King’s Castle.
Ivelia sat in her room, a magic screen for remote observation floating before her.
Ivelia quietly watched Lin Ling in the screen.
On the table beside her was a small magic crystal.
Carved upon it were several Demon Race symbols, seemingly for counting, etched very deeply.
It was clear that Ivelia had applied considerable force when carving them.
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