CHAPTER 340: CHAPTER 192: IT’S COMMON SENSE THAT YOU’LL GET LOST IF YOU DON’T HOLD HANDS_2

Elze shook her head in confusion.

The small hand firmly held Shami’s hand, and the two continued to walk forward.

Soon, screams echoed from the street.

"It’s the Dragon Race!"

"A real Dragon Race!"

"From the Jiangnan Region!"

Shami quickly looked over.

On the street, a man with horns on his head and a long tail trailing behind was walking slowly.

The man was over two meters tall, handsome, with a sturdy physique, wearing luxurious clothes, his proud gaze calmly looking ahead, completely ignoring the noise around him, emitting an aura of great intimidation that made people hesitate to approach.

"Hey, hey, Elze, there’s a real Dragon Race right here. Encountering a Dragon Race that can transform into human form in the Human World is rare, right? Should we say hello to him?"

While Shami stared wide-eyed at the man, she lightly moved her little hand.

Turning her head, she found the maiden beside her had already activated a defensive mode, tightly pressing against the wall behind them, her entire body blending in with the wall, not daring to move.

"What’s going on? Suddenly playing with the Invisibility Technique?"

"No, it’s not."

The Dragon Race maiden’s voice trembled slightly.

"This person is very powerful and emits a very evil aura. If he notices me, I feel like I’m going to die..."

Shami felt slightly annoyed upon hearing this.

"Could there really be someone more evil than me?"

"Don’t start competing in such weird aspects!"

Shami silently memorized the appearance of the Dragon Race man.

The Dragon Race man slowly walked away, and Shami continued staring at his back. The Dragon Race maiden, who had returned to the background color, hurriedly straightened Shami’s face.

"Alright, stop staring. Even for those who fancy exotic girls, you can’t be obsessed just because someone has horns and a tail!"

Shami turned her face back, gave Elze a silent glance, then sighed and continued pulling Elze forward.

"Don’t think I don’t know why you’re sighing. Not having horns and a tail isn’t my fault; I wasn’t born with them..."

Saint Karno City was indeed vast.

The two walked along a main road within the city for an hour, unable to reach the city center.

Looking at the map, Shami realized they were still on the outskirts of the eastern half of Saint Karno, so she decided to abandon this city exploration trip.

"Forget it, I’ll call Saili to come pick me up."

Shami used the ring on her hand to activate the communication function.

The purple-haired girl beside her was stunned.

"Shami, when can you make one for me too?"

"Do you want it?"

"If it allows communication, next time you make me an undercover agent, I can complete the mission better."

The purple-haired girl thought even further ahead than Shami, assuming there would be a second operation even though Shami hadn’t planned on making her an undercover agent again.

Shami chuckled.

"If you take it, you’ll be mine forever, no opting out later."

The Dragon Race maiden’s little face froze for a second, staring at Shami’s face as if in hesitation.

"Alright, take your time to think about it. I’m not forcing you."

Shami’s attention turned back to the Demon King Ring.

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Southern area of Saint Karno City.

The urban construction of Saint Karno City has clearly defined geographical divisions: living areas, commercial areas, comprehensive areas are all clearly outlined.

This has formed through Saint Karno’s long historical development.

Like in the southern part of this city, where numerous schools and the continent’s strongest magical power resources of the Tower of Magic are concentrated.

Southeastern corner.

A towering spire situated in the suburban area of the city, famed as the Tower of Magic. The exterior of the tower is dark purple, seemingly showing signs of magic flow.

Standing at the top of this tower allows not only a view of the entire Saint Karno, but even the surrounding plain.

On the open platform at the top of the Tower of Magic, a girl in a dark mage’s robe was conversing with an old man with long white hair.

The sun was bright, the breeze gentle, white birds quietly perched on the platform’s railing.

The girl’s black long hair softly swayed behind her waist, the tips lightly fluttering in the breeze, her mage’s robe subtly outlining her tall figure.

This girl with straight legs, slim waist, slightly raised chest, and swan-like neck was the [Magical Girl on the verge of dropping out of the Saintess candidate list] — Saili Porol.

And the old man was Saili’s teacher, Ryan Weasley, who held multiple honors.

One of the Seven Great Mages, Guardian of the Tower of Magic, and the chief professor researching the origins of magic at the Saint Karno School.

Having ventured out twice to find Shami and returned from Yili Village, the Magical Girl returned to the Tower of Magic just half a month earlier than Shami.

After returning to the Tower, due to the fierce external popularity battle, the Magical Girl had to force herself into the Library Pavilion, using books to numb herself, avoiding the outside popularity feud.

She just emerged from the Library Pavilion in the past two days.

If Shami hadn’t arrived yet, she swore she’d really go find him, lock him in her underground secret room, and gladly torment him.

While occasionally thinking about popularity matters, the Magical Girl chatted with Weasley.

Weasley kept hammering his knees.

"Getting old, getting old, just walking a few extra steps, and it feels like the entire leg is about to give out, truly unusable with age."

Saili snapped back to reality, looking at Weasley.

"Teacher, what have you been doing lately? Didn’t I give you Water of Life, isn’t it working?"

Weasley stood up, stroked his beard.

"Lately I’ve been obsessed with fishing, constantly fishing by the lakeside in the suburbs and meeting interesting people."

"Isn’t fishing done sitting down? How would your knees hurt? Plus, teacher, you can also use Flying Magic."

Saili was slightly puzzled.

"Ah, yesterday I caught a twenty-pound carp, suddenly felt like walking back, so I carried the fish and walked two hours through the city."

Weasley held up two fingers.

"Twenty pounds."

That has nothing to do with it! Repeating it just to show off, failing to find the way back to the Tower of Magic completely!

Before long, their conversation shifted to popularity matters.

"Saili, your popularity has been declining steadily lately. If this continues, successfully campaigning to become the Saintess won’t be an easy task."

Saili’s body tensed.

She was well aware.

But she had no idea how to counter it.

"By the way, the new semester at the Saint Karno School has recently begun. Tower of Magic and Saint Karno School have always had student resource connections, we select students with magic potential from Saint Karno School, and also send some mages there for learning exchanges to strengthen the school’s capabilities."

Weasley looked at Saili.

"I’m planning to send you over."

"Teach them magic?"

"No, go as a student to Saint Karno School, and ***harvest popularity there***."

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"Don’t think it’s an ordinary school, it’s known as one of the three major popularity gathering places in Saint Karno. If you can win the student voters’ votes there, you’ll definitely see a big boost in popularity, and surpass other Magical Girls!"

Weasley said seriously.

Already calling them voters?

Saili listened, swallowed hard, deeply tempted.

At this moment.

Saili suddenly felt a slight movement in her toes.

Ants?

No!

It’s the ring contact!

Sorry, even though the ring should be worn on the finger, and Shami had said not to wear it in strange places.

But wearing it on the toe feels like stepping on that fool.

This imagined pleasure made the Magical Girl unable to resist maintaining the status quo, keeping the ring on her toe.

"Sorry, I’ll be right back."

Saili bid farewell to Weasley and turned to enter the Tower of Magic.

The girl’s fair face showed no expression, her deep black eyes like the still spring in a hidden mountain, gazing calmly ahead, yet inside she was already secretly delighted.

Shami had initiated contact with her.

The Magical Girl’s thin lips raised slightly like cherry blossoms.

The fated savior, finally arrived?