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"Big brother, I can feel your feelings for me growing stronger and clearer! I wish I could have told you this sooner, but before I had these abilities, I didn't dare to say them out loud. And now that I've realized your feelings for me, my feelings are completely out of control..."
“So please don’t think I’m weird…” Robin finally loosened her grip on Latis’s arm, braced herself on his side, leaned down, and kissed his lips.
After a long while, she finally released Latis's mouth, gave a silly laugh, returned to his side, and stared at him as she continued:
"It's a pity I can't use my abilities to perceive my own heart, otherwise I would definitely describe in detail how my feelings for you have deepened little by little. But... that's not necessarily true. If my mind is always a mess when I'm around you, how can I describe my feelings to you..."
Latis took a deep breath, intending to tenderly soothe the troubled soul, when suddenly, a dampness seemed to appear on his arm.
"Eh?"
He was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he felt the robin's tight grip on his legs loosen slightly. Then, her soft little hand reached into the quilt, took his rough hand, and led it to his fluffy pumpkin pants.
"When my brother was examining me... I sensed your affection."
The robin finally blushed and lowered her head. She couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her cheek and said loudly in a muffled voice:
"Please like it one more time! I... I like it very much too...!"
Chapter 333 Real Estate Sales Yashutia
The next morning.
When Latis woke up, he found his bed empty; it seemed the robin had already gone to school.
"This child, I can't let her raid me every night anymore, she's practically testing my patience..."
He sighed, sprang out of bed with a somersault, picked up a suspicious towel from beside the bed, and stuffed it into the interdimensional gap.
This is evidence of a crime. I can't let it be like what happened to Serfal last time, where I forgot to take it out of my pocket and the half-elf found it and gave me a good beating, pinching my waist and face.
Although La admitted that he was promiscuous and the girls were somewhat tacit about it, he still had to save face. It was fine if he was pinched in the room, but if he was pinched in the face and waist in front of everyone, wouldn't everyone want to come up and touch him?
In the long run, where will my authority as the eldest brother be?
He smiled to himself, and the events of the previous night slowly surfaced in his mind.
Last night, his hand was pulled by the little bird and slipped inside his pumpkin pants. Although he had already touched her during the last check-up, he still felt a little embarrassed under the little bird's eerie gaze... Anyone would feel embarrassed to touch such a cute girl while she was staring at him!
……
However, he didn't give up because of this. The little bird had already bravely come up, and he was still hesitating over this little thought. Would he still be a man?
Upon hearing this, the poor little bird couldn't help but burst into tears. She had originally planned to take advantage of the night raid when no one was paying attention to her and do something more intimate with Latis. However, she never expected that such a meticulous plan would fall apart at the most crucial step.
If she can't even handle this, how can she handle even more intense behavior later on?
Latis had also thought of this, so he suppressed a smile and advised the little bird that there was plenty of time. After all, the little bird was almost an ordinary person at the moment, and her body was still very weak. Perhaps after she completed her differentiation, she would be able to bear what she wanted.
After a long struggle, the little bird finally had to accept this sad truth: the night raid—she was the one who came first, how could this have happened…
Of course, she still made one last plea, unwilling to give up, and then fell into a deep, infant-like sleep after being defeated in half a minute.
Latis was trying so hard to suppress her laughter that her face was almost frozen. While Little Bird's courage in attacking was commendable, her defense was practically nonexistent...
After changing the sleeping bird into a dry set of clothes, Latis also fell asleep in a good mood.
Although you can rush to practice all night, if your beloved girl is by your side, don't waste this warm bed.
……
Latis snapped out of his daze, coughed lightly, and blushed slightly.
How could I have been thinking about bullying the little bird so early in the morning? It was so sinful!
He shook his head, said goodbye to the energetic Uncle Chen, and then dashed out the door.
After informing everyone, he planned to start cultivating with dragon crystals!
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Artemis sat atop the tallest ancient tree in Magelands, watching the autumn leaves flutter and fall in the cool morning breeze.
Autumn's footsteps have still settled over the entire Landia. Even though the rich magical energy can slightly maintain the warmth within the city, the mage territory is gradually turning cool.
She leaned against the tree trunk, her legs, clad in stockings, swinging back and forth in the air. Suddenly, she saw Latis emerge from the doorway, and the elf instantly perked up, straightening up to look at Latis as he swung his long legs down the stairs.
"Big Brother is still as decisive and efficient as ever..."
The half-elf couldn't help but laugh. After thinking for a moment, she didn't immerse her consciousness in the connection between their true names. Instead, she slightly raised her hand and gently blew a breath.
Colorful rose petals emerged from her palms and drifted slowly to the ground along with the falling leaves in the air. As Latis walked out of the first floor of the mage tower, the petals landed right on his shoulder.
Latis on the ground paused for a moment, looked around at the rose petals around him, and then looked up, just in time to meet Atelius's crystal-clear eyes, which were clearer than the sky.
The half-elf blinked.
Latis grinned, waved his hand high, patted his belly, and then pointed to the dining table under the flower stand.
"Go eat, you idiot brother."
The half-elf nodded with a smile. Seeing Latis grab a few pieces of bread from the table and sit on the swing, swaying and looking up at her, a slight shyness welled up in her heart. She tidied her short hair, which was still a little short of her shoulders, and looked up at the sky.
After experiencing firsthand the fragmented memories of the "simulation" process that Latis spoke of, Ateliers was not as calm as she appeared. On the contrary, after Latis returned to her room, she spent almost the entire night thinking about it.
She knew that if what Latis said was true, he might be able to foresee everything that would happen in the future. Even the persecution they experienced at their first meeting could be resolved at its root when he had a clear understanding of the overall situation.
Thinking this way, Ateliers felt that even if she completely obeyed Latis's commands and only did what he required of her, the mage's lord would still have a good ending.
But she didn't want to do that.
In the eyes of half-elves, even if "simulation" is completely costless and can clearly foresee the ins and outs of all major trends, it cannot guarantee that all plans will not encounter unexpected events.
Moreover, it would be too much to put all the pressure on Latis alone. If she really did that, what right would she have to say that she was worthy of being Latis's lover?
Therefore, Ateliers's determination remains firm; she will not give up assisting Latis in her own way. In her still short life, her love for Latis is the most important thing to her.
With that thought, she stood up lightly and looked out from the tree branch toward the inner city of Lundia.
If she remembered correctly, after she returned from Dragonhorn, she seemed to have overheard a news item in the "Londia Daily" on the street once, saying that a shattered ruin of Herod City had been discovered in the wild, though she didn't know which part of her home it was...
Artemis pondered for a moment, then decided to take a look in the next few days.
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After finishing breakfast, Latis intended to go find Yashutia to discuss the matter of the Witch God's meeting, but he couldn't find her anywhere, and the alchemy workshop was also empty.
According to Frico, Yashutia went out yesterday afternoon. She was wearing a hooded coat like a half-elf, and she was rushing around as if she was about to do something important.
He initially thought that Yashutia had gone to the magic market to buy more goods, but judging from the amount of materials stored in the workshop, it didn't seem like that.
"Forget about her for now. The people from the Witch God Society shouldn't arrive so quickly. We can call her out in a few days..."
Latis stroked his chin, recalling Yashutia's seemingly unreliable yet exceptionally capable qualities, and didn't worry too much.
If you dumped this guy on his own in the Southeast Continent, he could probably become the head of the Witch God Society...
……
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"Hey, hello, my name is Yashutia Kurosawa, I'm an alchemist by profession, and I'm currently a trainee wizard."
In a cemetery on the eastern outskirts of Lundia, Yashutia was squatting in front of an open coffin, speaking solemnly to the skeleton inside.
"Why are you here? Oh, I'm not here to steal your bones. I just wanted to ask if you have any plans to move recently?"
A small finger bone flew out of the coffin. Yashutia calmly tilted her head, letting the bone grazed past her ear, and continued:
"No, I'm not here to sell you real estate. Besides, with your current net worth, you probably can't afford a new house, can you?"
From inside the coffin came the sound of teeth grinding in impotent rage. Yashutia laughed and waved her hand reassuringly:
"No, no, why would I mock you? I just live on my master's land, which is only a few thousand square meters, not very big... Hey, wait a minute!"
Yashutia quickly reached out to stop the coffin lid, which the angry skeleton was trying to slam shut, and coughed twice, saying:
"Stop joking, stop joking. I really came to ask if you want to move. Not just you, I asked Jeff, Jay, and Jenny next to you too... Hmm? Jenny? She said yes. She said there's a big tree growing next to the hole she dug, so she never gets any sun..."
Suddenly, the coffin lid came loose and slid back to the side.
"?"
Yashutia paused, stared at the skeleton in the coffin for a moment, and asked:
"You like Jenny?"
Seeing the skeleton nod, Yashutia hesitated for a moment, then whispered:
"But I remember Jenny is someone else's wife... Wait, wait! Okay, no problem!"
Having stopped the madman who was banging his head on the ground, Yashutia finally breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know what was wrong with the skeleton in front of her. It was heartbroken and wanted to commit suicide as soon as it heard that Jenny was someone else's wife...
No, it seems he was already dead.
Yashutia mentally scoffed, then straightened her expression and said:
"It's like this, my master plans to find a place on the outskirts of the outer city of Lundia to build a mage tower in a while, but I'm not sure if the location my master has chosen has a suitable cemetery for practicing necromancy. Therefore, I would like to ask you to move to the vicinity of the mage tower so that I can practice necromancy with you and you can also serve as attendants to guard the mage tower..."
"Hmm? A bigger coffin? No problem. Did you forget I said I was an alchemist from the beginning? I'll make you each a private bathroom with a toilet... and share with Jenny?... I'll ask around for you."
Yashutia's lips twitched slightly. She took a deep breath, dispelling the faint necromantic magic on the skeleton. Seeing that the skeleton had fallen back into a deep sleep, she stood up, sighed rather speechlessly, and picked up the advanced magic-gathering tower that was dispelling the magic essence from the ground.
The magic net slowly returned to the graveyard. Yashutia's face paled slightly. She quickly squeezed out the remaining necromantic magic from her body and then breathed a sigh of relief.
It took her more than ten hours to persuade twenty-three dead to relocate. Although she didn't know when the mage tower in Latis would be completed, the dead had no concept of time after falling into a deep sleep, so it would be the same to come back to find them in a year or two.
However, such efficiency is still too slow. These original bodies were commoners or low-level mages who died here and were buried here by their former relatives and friends. They were all relatively peaceful and did not really want to be moved.
Yashutia rubbed her face, picked up the little finger bone that the skeleton had thrown out earlier, tossed it back into the coffin, closed the lid, and shook her head.
"If there were fresh dead bodies, it would be easier to persuade them. After all, if there's no suitable place to bury them, they'll eventually be eaten by monsters in the wild, or become fertilizer for some plants..."
Suddenly, Yashutia had a flash of inspiration, her eyes widened instantly, and she murmured, "That's right! How come I didn't think of that!"
On the trade route from the Tendrils to Hardstem City that she had passed earlier, wagons carrying the dead passed by from time to time!
Most of the dead were refugees from Dragonhorn Territory, who were stranded at the border between Forestsea Territory and Dragonhorn Territory. They either starved to death or perished in other disasters. Since there were no churches near the small villages and towns to handle the dead, haphazard burials could easily cause plagues. Therefore, they needed to be transported to the vicinity of a large city for burial.
In that case, she could borrow a batch of them. Compared to being buried in the crowded cemeteries of the city, those dead would certainly prefer to rest near the powerful mage tower!
Without hesitation, Yashutia immediately set off towards the teleportation array.
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at the same time.
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