CHAPTER 319: CHAPTER 183: COME TO FATA, SHAMI, I WON’T STAB YOUR KIDNEY

The magical girl didn’t return without reason.

But the reason behind it seems a bit difficult to talk about.

Having stayed here for a few days, lingering further won’t solve anything.

She must tell Shami the reason, after much thought, only he could help her.

After getting up, the magical girl paced back and forth in the room all morning, finally resolving to go find Shami.

Morning.

Saili searched the village, but couldn’t find a trace of Shami.

At the Maple Forest Clearing, she inquired the Wisteria Old Tree Spirit and learned that Shami was not in the village.

[Shami...went to that place early in the morning cough cough...]

The Wisteria Tree Spirit’s vines fell, handing out a scroll from within.

[Take the map to find him, Miss Magical Girl... remember to burn the scroll after reading it cough cough...]

The magical girl took it.

It felt very mysterious.

"Is it some secret base?"

The magical girl opened the scroll.

"Isn’t it just the Green Grass Plains next to Yili Village?! You could have just told me directly, making a scroll map seems a bit overboard, Tree Spirit!"

[Discovered was it... I am indeed quite idle every day... Would the magical girl like to chat with this old tree... I know many people’s little secrets cough cough...]

"..."

It turned out to be a prank from an elderly tree wanting attention.

"Let’s talk next time."

But finding Shami was urgent now, the magical girl used flying magic and left the Maple Forest Clearing.

On the clearing, the Wisteria Tree Spirit sighed with a hint of loneliness, symbolized by scattered leaves falling like rain.

Though as a tree spirit, it had spent a long lonely life as just a tree, as its age grew, it sometimes became sensitive to surrounding matters.

Especially recently, all the demon envoy girls had left the village, and Shami went to the Aoja Kingdom to confront demon race traitors, causing the once lively clearing to suddenly quiet down.

The Wisteria Tree Spirit, used to the bustling, suddenly felt lonely.

This might be what being an elderly tree spirit feels like.

The Wisteria Tree Spirit began reminiscing about past events.

[I still miss the time when I first came here... Everyone living in the Maple Forest Clearing... Enjoying joyous barbeques together... Cooperating to reform the fallen magical girls... Helping the elf maiden with her summer homework cough cough...]

Nearby, the Dragon Race Maiden raised an eyebrow while getting familiar with the environment.

Is there a peculiar reminiscing point?

[Though I’m strong... Even as an old solitary tree spirit I’m strong... But caring for elderly tree spirits... Don’t let waiting turn into regret... Maybe next time I meet everyone I should say it aloud cough cough...]

Listening to this sounds not strong at all! It’s already become the inner monologue of a solitary old tree spirit!

The Dragon Race Maiden listened to the Wisteria Tree’s self-talk and walked over slowly.

"Um, Tree Spirit, sir?"

The Wisteria Tree Spirit sensed Elze’s arrival.

[Dragon Race Maiden...is there something you want from this old tree cough cough...]

Upon returning to Yili Village, when the magical girl was helping Elze get familiar with the area, Elze had greeted the old tree spirit.

Now, the Dragon Race Maiden looked up at the aged Wisteria tree.

Although she hadn’t chatted with the tree spirit before and didn’t know what to talk about,

since she had free time now, and being part of the demon race’s staff, she naturally wanted to handle relations with all magic beings!

"Well, if you don’t mind, can I chat with you? I heard your conversation with Saili earlier. You want to chat, right, Tree Spirit sir?"

The Wisteria Tree Spirit’s vines trembled.

[Such a good child... Miss Dragon Race Maiden... Please sit cough cough...]

The Wisteria Tree’s vines slowly intertwined before the Dragon Race Maiden, forming a seat resembling a swing, appearing very sturdy.

The Dragon Race Maiden smoothed her skirt, sat down, and the vine seat gently lifted her, her feet dangling.

The seat steadily rose to two meters high, swaying gently back and forth.

A breeze brushed against the Dragon Race Maiden’s cheeks, seeing most of the clearing from above, she couldn’t help but smile.

If Flat Gold-Furred Beast saw this scene, it would surely roll around in jealousy.

Because the Flat Gold-Furred Beast had asked the Wisteria Tree Spirit several times for this automatic swing, but the tree spirit always refused.

"Tree Spirit sir, can you tell me about what happened before I came here?"

Elze placed her hands on her lap, fingers rubbing together, speaking softly.

During the seaside journey, the Dragon Race Maiden once saw Shami and the three girls playing games on the second floor.

That scene was still vividly remembered.

Perhaps because she had always been alone, the Dragon Race Maiden wanted companions she could pour her heart out to.

Now joining them, the three girls showed no rejection, inciting her desire to learn about the events before her arrival.

Probably all are interesting stories.

"Being the last to join in, I don’t know much about Shami, others, or other magical beings, feeling like I missed out on many important things..."

[Of course I can cough cough...]

Upon hearing about old stories, the Wisteria Tree Spirit, who excelled at gossip and storytelling, activated its chatterbox attribute.

[I’ll start from when I joined in cough cough...]