Cornflower Witch

Chapter 119 The Innocent Elf Girl (Thanks to the patron who said "Time to Sleep")

Hiltia walked down the quiet corridor and found room number 3, with the name 'Florela' written in cursive script on the door.

She knocked gently on the door, and soon it opened, revealing the familiar wavy-haired elf standing before her.

"Welcome, Siltia." The other person was still wearing an elaborate floral-sleeved long dress, her pink eyes filled with joy and happiness as she led Siltia into the room.

The entire room is like a blooming sea of ​​pink and white flowers, with flowers of different sizes and colors of pure white, light pink and cherry blossoms adorning the room. Stepping into it is like being in a flower-filled vinehouse.

Florella had Hiltiya sit on the soft fabric sofa first, then she took a porcelain teapot with flowers and birds and poured tea for her, placing it in front of her.

"Did Tia cultivate these flowers herself? They're so beautiful~" She held up the 'Fire Orchid' that Hiltyia had given her as a return gift, her eyes filled with joy.

"I cultivated it under the guidance of my teacher. It's called 'Fire Orchid,' and it can release a scorching aura," Hiltiya explained to the other party, sharing her cultivation tips and experience with the Fire Orchid.

"Thank you, Tia. I've got it. I'll definitely take good care of this child from now on." Florella nodded earnestly.

Florella then led Siltia on a tour of her room, showing her the various flowers and potted plants arranged there, making it feel like walking through a botanical garden.

"I'm sorry, I planted too many flowers in the room, so it's a bit crowded." Although there are many blooming flowers, giving people a layered and complex beauty, overall, it doesn't feel too crowded. Or rather, this kind of beauty requires a lot of flowers to embellish it; if there are too few, it will look desolate.

"No, I think it's beautiful." Siltia wasn't lying; this style truly matched the beautiful elf before her, blending seamlessly into her being.

Of all the people Hilti had ever met, this elven girl was probably the most beautiful, second only to her mother in her memories. In terms of temperament, Lady Fran was perhaps more mature, while Florella was not yet fully grown up.

"Really? Thank you for the compliment, Tiya~" The other person clasped their hands together and responded happily.

The two then talked about their backgrounds, which was a real self-introduction, since they had limited information to exchange with notes at noon.

“Tia is from the Kingdom of Regas. I think I’ve heard of it. It was founded by the ‘Knight King’ Regas.” It’s rare to find someone in the camel tower who knows about this small country.

"I wasn't actually born on this continent, but in the Fragrant Wind Forest on the second continent, where many elves live," Florella told Sylvia about her hometown.

“A couple of years ago, my father asked me if I would like to go out and travel, so I joined a fleet of ships that crossed the sea and came here. It took a long time to get here.” She ran her fingers through her blonde hair as she recalled the past.

“The elves in our hometown are reluctant to come out, but this could easily lead to isolation and backwardness, so every now and then we send young elves out to travel.”

“Oh, by the way, I also cultivate the [Emerald Honey] aspect and enjoy nurturing flowers. I saw you at the restaurant at noon and sensed a similar aura, so I was very happy and took the initiative to contact you.” Florella spoke softly, with an unconscious allure.

Fortunately, Siltiah is blessed by the radiant moon and is immune to this unconscious allure, remaining unaffected.

Despite her rather voluptuous figure and mature appearance, Florella spoke in a surprisingly soft and gentle voice, which made Hilti wonder if Florella was loved and cherished by many people.

The two talked about their shared passion for gardening, and many topics came to mind, almost losing themselves in the conversation.

When Hilti checked the time again, it was already midnight.

Four hours passed in a flash, making it hard to say goodbye.

"It's already quite late, Florella," Hiltia had to remind her.

"That's enough for today. We'll continue our conversation tomorrow." She stood up.

Upon hearing this, Florella realized that it was already quite late.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I completely forgot the time." Florella apologized, lifting her skirt. "No need to be so polite." Even Siltia thought the elven girl was too polite.

"Hmm, is Tia free tomorrow?" Florella looked at the girl expectantly, her light pink eyes like flowing, shimmering lake water, exceptionally captivating.

The girl shook her head slightly, not expecting this elf girl to be so persistent, but she really didn't have anything to do tomorrow.

"I'm free. What time does Florella get up tomorrow?" Siltia wanted to sleep a little longer.

“I can get up at five in the morning to wait for Tia.” Her words made Hilti feel a little guilty, wondering if she should get up a little earlier too.

"No need to come so early, Florella. Sleep in a little longer tomorrow. I'll come find you at ten o'clock, and we can go downstairs for a walk and then have lunch together."

"Okay, Tiya~"

As they parted, Florella gently hugged the girl, and the touch of her soft body allowed Hilti to smell a faint, warm floral fragrance.

……

Back in her room, Hilti remembered the [Ice Cup Flower] she had placed in the water bottle earlier; the water in the bottle was now frozen solid.

She prepared a new flowerpot and soil, inserted the ice gourd into the soil, watered it with a little dew, combed through the water ducts inside the ice gourd to help it absorb the water, and then carefully guided it to grow some roots and take root in the soil.

This should allow it to survive for a long time. However, she had no idea how to cultivate it in the future. After all, unlike ordinary plants, this Ice Cup Flower was an extraordinary plant born in the first place.

She decided to ask Florella again tomorrow, then went to take a shower.

After removing her clothes and stepping barefoot into the steaming hot water, Siltia slowly immersed herself in the water, feeling waves of warmth emanating from it.

Ah, that feels good. She leaned back in the small bathtub, looking at the snow-white ceiling above her, her eyes slightly closed, relaxing her mind.

After resting for a few minutes, Hilti stepped out of the water, dried herself with a towel, changed into soft pajamas, and headed to the bedroom.

Leaning against the headboard, she placed her notebook on the blanket, briefly noting down what she had seen and heard that day, as well as some things that needed attention. Then she turned off the bedside lamp, pulled the blanket up, and went to sleep.

A good night's sleep.

The next morning, the clock in the living room woke the girl. She opened the curtains and looked out the thick glass window. It was already daylight, but all she could see was a white mist. She wondered where the camel was.

This window is completely sealed and cannot be opened.

She then closed the curtains, went back to bed, snuggled back into the warm covers, and slept for another two hours before stretching and getting up.

It was almost nine o'clock, and she needed to get ready to go to Florella's place.

She combed her hair, washed up, changed into the white dress she was wearing today, tied the bow in her hair, fastened the ribbon at the neckline, adjusted the ribbon at the waist, and then put on her small leather shoes. The outfit that Lady Fran had prepared for her was slightly on the childish side, making the already immature Hiltiya look even younger and cuter.

Not long after leaving the room, Hilti saw Florella waving at her in the corridor. When Florella saw Hilti, she lifted her skirt and ran over, looking very happy.

This guy must have been waiting outside for a long time.

Holding Florella's hand, the two girls chatted and laughed as they slowly walked down the steps.

(End of this chapter)