Magical girl? She got tricked into this!

The three of them walked into the lobby one after another and immediately felt a solemn atmosphere.

Feng Wanqing sat on the armchair, her eyes calm and profound. She wore a pale blue robe embroidered with golden wind-shaped patterns, appearing exceptionally solemn.

The elders of the Wind Clan sitting on the chairs around them all had kind faces and at first glance looked like old men who liked to take a walk in the park or sit together playing chess, but in fact most of them looked like girls of only seventeen or eighteen years old.

In other words, they are actually all magical girls, and among the people present, there are only one man and one woman who are truly old-looking elderly people.

Feng Tingting clasped her hands and said to Feng Wanqing, "Master, I've brought Feng Ling'er and her friend An Teng Yazi here."

After Feng Wanqing nodded slightly at her, she stood up and stepped aside, standing behind one of the elders.

After the three of them came in, the elders were looking at Sawamura Rin and Anten Meiko. Only Feng Wanqing stared at the girl whom she had not seen for a long time.

Rin Sawamura was also staring at her. They didn't know what expression they should make at this moment, so when no one spoke first, the atmosphere in the lobby became awkward.

Volume 8: The Invasion of Evil: Chapter 52: Welcome Home

Noticing that the atmosphere wasn't quite right, Ando Meiko imitated Feng Tingting's gesture and saluted Feng Wanqing with her fists clasped. "Hello, Senior Feng. I'm Ando Meiko from Aegis, and I'm a companion who came here with Rin... Ling'er."

Feng Wanqing was indeed the head of the Feng clan. As soon as Ando Meizi spoke, she immediately responded: "Welcome to come from afar, my friend. I am relieved that Ling'er has a friend like you."

She smiled slightly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Unlike the majesty that Feng Wanqing already exuded, the head of the family was gentle in his behavior and words, and his words were full of friendliness, which made her originally nervous mood relax a lot.

And it is not difficult to see from her admiring expression that what she just said was not just a compliment, but she really recognized An Teng Meizi, an outsider who was not from the sect.

However, compared to her praise for herself, Meiko Anten cared more about her friendly attitude.

After all, her childhood sweetheart chose to go home and visit. If even the head of her own family has a problem with her, then the two of them will really be attacked from all sides here.

"Ling'er, stop standing there like a log and take a seat."

The old elder spoke. Although she had a kind face, even Feng Wanqing subconsciously looked at her when she spoke, which was enough to show how highly respected she was in the Feng clan.

An Teng Meizi clasped her fists and saluted her again: "Thank you for the seat, senior."

What she didn't expect was that after Sawamura Rin looked at the old man with an even more complicated expression, he actually said a name that almost made Anten Meiko fall over: "I know, grandma."

Meiko Anten subconsciously looked back at Rin Sawamura and found that her expression had changed. She pursed her lips as if she was trying hard to hold back her tears.

After a moment, she turned around and followed An Teng Meizi who had already walked out to the two empty seats and sat down.

"Tingting, what are you still standing there for? Just take a seat. This is a celebration banquet specially for the three of you."

Feng Tingting just said "Oh" softly, then left from behind the elder and walked to the empty seat next to Feng Ling'er and sat down.

"First of all, I want to offer a toast to Feng Ling'er, who has returned home gloriously after years of wandering around." Feng Wanqing stood up, picked up the wine glass in front of her, and looked at Sawamura Rin with gentle eyes, "Ling'er, welcome home."

"Ling'er, welcome home." The elders also raised their wine glasses and raised their hands slightly towards Sawamura Rin.

Rin Sawamura was slightly stunned, then stood up and raised the drink in front of her. She couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes, and suddenly two lines of crystal clear water lines started from the corners of her eyes, sliding down her cheeks to her chin.

When she was young, she followed her father out of the sect and was away for ten years. Although this short period of time was not enough for things and people here to change completely, Sawamura Rin was still worried whether the family would accept her again.

She wanted to use the Five Veins Sword Competition to vindicate her mother Feng Ya. The most important thing was to gain the recognition and support of the Feng Clan, because this would make their future actions much smoother.

She had already prepared several speeches, but at this moment, there was no word she could utter. Her so-called speeches seemed so ridiculous amidst the constant "Welcome home".

My family has never treated me as an outsider, so why should I make excuses when I go home?

Her voice became a little choked: "Thank you... I... I'm back."

She left her own place, started from the head of Feng Wanqing's family, and walked around clockwise, clinking glasses with the elders one by one. Finally, she returned to her seat, raised her glass and drank it all in one gulp. She looked like a heroic female knight wandering the world.

Of course, if the glass contained wine instead of orange juice, it would be even more similar.

"How is that kid Zhang Ping doing?" The kind-looking old man put down his empty wine glass and asked softly.

The person the old man was talking about was Sawamura Rin's father. In China, his name was Zhang Ping, and in Japan his pseudonym was Sawamura Taihei.

"Grandma, Dad is doing well. He found a well-paying job there and lives a fulfilling life every day." Sawamura Rin told the truth.

The old woman nodded slightly, but there was no relief on her face. She slowly leaned back, and finally put the weight of her entire body on the back of the chair.

"We all said at the beginning that dealing with your mother's affairs would be a bit troublesome, but not impossible. It was only because that fool Zhang Ping insisted on taking you away that we had no chance to help at all."

After hearing what her grandmother said, Sawamura Rin sighed helplessly. She wanted to stay with her mother at that time, so she was reluctant to run away from home. However, she could not disobey her father, so she followed him.

In fact, Zhang Ping could not be blamed for leaving the sect, because he knew that his wife's death would definitely cause an uproar in the sect.

In order to prevent his young daughter from being used as a tool and to give her a better childhood, Zhang Ping had no choice but to take her away from this place of trouble.

Of course, when the old woman said this, there was no blame in her tone. Instead, there was a hint of appreciation. She also knew that Zhang Ping's approach was not wrong.

What happened at that time indeed confirmed this point. The Feng Clan was pushed to the forefront, and the Ximen Clan, which had joined forces with other groups, was too powerful. In this situation, they did not believe that the other party would leave any room for negotiation.

Fortunately, the Feng Clan survived the most difficult period, and Feng Ling'er spent a relatively happy childhood under Zhang Ping's care, and returned here ten years later. Just from the ending alone, it is a cause for celebration.

Feng Wanqing felt that it was almost time, so she clapped her hands lightly, interrupting the two people's reminiscence of the past: "Alright everyone, let's stop talking about the past. Today is a celebration banquet, so if you want to reminisce about the past, let's do it later."

Various delicious dishes were served, including delicious Chinese dishes. An Teng Meizi ate them with great relish. If she didn't have to pay attention to her image when eating in someone else's home, her way of eating would be comparable to the phrase "gobbling up everything in a whirlwind."

The entire celebration banquet lasted three hours. Apart from the hour for eating, the remaining two hours were spent chatting with each other. Although An Teng Meizi was also listening, she was just a listener who occasionally replied a word or two.

Volume 8: The Evil Attacks: Chapter 53: Moonlit Courtyard

The excitement of the celebration banquet gradually faded away. Feng Wanqing originally planned to arrange new accommodation for An Teng Meiko and Sawamura Rin, but was politely declined by Sawamura Rin.

"We've been away from home for so long, she and I want to go back and take a look." Her voice was soft but firm, and the implication was self-evident - she just wanted to return to her former home, where there were too many vague but precious memories.

As night fell, several elders stood up and said goodbye. Meiko Anten and Rin Sawamura also left the hall and walked slowly along another road.

The two walked side by side, and Sawamura Rin's eyes wandered around, trying to find the outlines of those familiar buildings in her vague memory. This was not an easy task, after all, her memory from childhood was already thin, and after years of wear and tear, it was not easy to leave any impression.

Although there was a faint smile on her face, there was an imperceptible fatigue in her eyes. It was unclear whether it was because she was tired of searching, or because of the fatigue accumulated from dealing with the elders at the celebration banquet.

This subtle change did not escape Anten Meiko's sharp eyes. She gently touched Sawamura Rin's arm and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Sawamura Rin looked at her and shook his head gently: "It's okay, I just feel a little tired."

She understood Sawamura Rin's feelings. After all, today was full of ups and downs for Sawamura Rin. Without saying anything more, she held the latter's hand, giving her silent support.

Sawamura Rin's body trembled slightly, and the palm that was held was stiff for a moment, but the stiffness soon dissipated and eventually softened. Their hands were tightly clasped together, and their pace gradually slowed down. While searching through the fragments of memory, they enjoyed this rare quiet time.

She had fantasized about this scene so many times in bed, and even dreamed about herself walking in the moonlight with the boy she liked. She never expected that it would come true under such circumstances and at such a time.

Happy times are always so short. Soon Sawamura Rin stopped and turned to face a medium-sized yard, which was full of various flowers and plants and looked full of vitality.

Next to the main house, an old peach tree with lush branches and leaves cast a swaying shadow in the moonlight. This old peach tree had been there before Sawamura Rin was born. When she was a child, she often ate the peaches on it and would often climb on it.

It is said that her mother Fengya suddenly wanted to eat peaches, and her father Zhang Ping planted the tree without hesitation. This rumor, which sounds a bit absurd, has made this courtyard full of peach trees the most special and eye-catching one.

"This is it." Sawamura Rin let go of Anten Meiko's hand and jumped into the yard like a naughty little girl, "Come in quickly."

Meiko Anten nodded, and the two of them slowly walked into the yard. Sawamura Rin's steps became cautious, as if every step was afraid of disturbing those dormant memories.

Soon they saw a stone table and several stone benches placed under the peach tree. Although there were only a few fallen leaves left on the stone table, traces of time were still faintly visible.

In Sawamura Rin's gentle eyes, the scene of himself, his mother, and his father laughing and talking happily around the stone table was as vivid as an illusion.

"I remember this place..." Sawamura Rin's voice was filled with excitement. "When I was a child, my parents and I often drank tea here. When my mother was free, she would read a storybook to me."

After walking through the stone steps that had long been covered with lush flowers and plants and standing in front of the square gate, Sawamura Rin took a deep breath, then took a step forward and pushed open the door.

The door creaked open, and inside was a simple and rustic room with several tasteful paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls. The floor was covered with a worn but still clean carpet. Although everything in the room looked old, it still looked neat and orderly.

Accompanied by walking into the room, Meiko Anten stretched out her hand and lightly scratched the wooden table. When she raised her hand, she found that there was nothing stuck on her fingertips.

"Strange, this room should not be occupied, why is it still so spotless?" she said puzzledly.

"Grandma should have someone come over to clean up every day, right? Really... you're just meddling in other people's business."

Although she said this, she could not hide the gratitude and joy in her eyes. Just sending someone to clean the room, a seemingly insignificant thing, made her feel recognized and a sense of belonging.

Meiko Andeng took out Sawamura Rin's luggage from her arm ring and placed it on the clean table. The two of them began to organize and pack it up.

The bedding in the room had already been laid out, and there was a smell of sunshine, as if it had just been dried in the sun. Naturally, the prepared bedding did not need to be used.

I'll be staying here for a while, so I've put my clothes in the closet in advance so they'll be easy to take when I need to take a shower here later.

While packing, Sawamura Rin asked curiously: "I've always found it strange. What is that armband on your hand? Why can it store things?"

"You're only asking now?" Ando Meizi smiled. "Her name is Baohuan. It's a magical storage device I made myself. It uses the subspace barrier and time magic to create a static space."

Speaking of which, this person is deceased. Ando Meiko's other childhood sweetheart, Tachibana Wakayuki, mentioned the use of subspace in a conversation, and Ando Meiko and Vita drew inferences from it and created this little gadget.

"Storage magic device! That's amazing. Can you make one for me too?" Sawamura Rin's eyes were full of anticipation, and it was obvious that she liked such small items very much.

Ando Meizi nodded and agreed: "No problem, there is still enough time. I should be able to make one for you before the Five Meridians Sword Meeting begins."

Her storage magic device still contained a lot of metals brought back from that world. They were not collected by her, but were farewell gifts given to her by the dwarves from their homes when she left the Dwarf Kingdom.

This one gave a few pieces, that one gave a few pieces, and with the lavish donation from the Dwarf King, all kinds of precious metals gathered together to fill a corner of the armband.

To forge something like this, you need a forge with a furnace. However, I think there should be at least one in such a large sect. Otherwise, where are the weapons in their hands made?

It can't be that they are wholesaled from outside, right?

Opening the window and looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, Ando Meizi said: "It's a little late now, let's talk about it tomorrow, and have a good rest tonight."

There was only one bed here, but they had already slept in the same bed for several days when they stayed with the tree elves, so they no longer minded sleeping in the same bed again.

Volume 8: The Invasion of Evil: Chapter 54: The Past of the Two Clans

The next day they woke up at dawn. Ando Meiko borrowed the stove in the back room to make breakfast, and the ingredients she used were still preserved in Baohuan.

Rin Sawamura started her morning exercise which she had been doing for a long time. She wanted to get familiar with the environment here again through morning jogging. She ran neither fast nor slow, and deliberately increased the exercise time.

When she came back, Ando Meiko had just finished preparing breakfast. It should have been faster, but she didn't know how to use the stove here, and it took her a lot of time just to figure out the temperature.

After the two of them had finished their breakfast and cleaned up the room and the kitchen, a young girl happened to be standing at the gate of the compound. It was Feng Tingting, whom they had just met yesterday.

"Tingting, why are you here?" Sawamura Rin approached and asked with a smile, "Does the elder or the head of the family have any news to convey to us? Or has the information about the Five Meridians Sword Convergence been released?"

"Neither." Feng Tingting shook her head and pointed at Ando Meiko who was standing behind her. "The head of the family wants to talk to your friend about something."

"Then I want to go with her."

"No problem, please follow me." Feng Tingting made a gesture of invitation, then walked in front to lead the way.

The direction they were heading was not towards the lobby, but a route completely opposite to the lobby. An Teng Meizi was curious but did not ask. The two girls looked at each other and followed Feng Tingting very quietly.

After walking for a while, An Teng Yazi couldn't stand the quiet atmosphere anymore and found a more pointed topic to ask, "By the way, Tingting, are you close to Ximen Youran?"

Not only Anten Meiko, but Sawamura Rin was also curious about this matter. The Ximen clan and the Feng clan, which were originally incompatible, had also gone through the incident with Sawamura Rin's mother, Fengya. Although the two sides seemed to be fine on the surface, in fact, neither of them was convinced by the other.

The fact that these two people could become partners and participate in the trials together under such circumstances was a surprise to everyone on both sides.

"Well, Youran is my best friend, and we don't actually want others to know about our relationship."

Sawamura Rin took over the conversation and asked, "Then why did you bring her to the competition? Won't the elders blame you for doing this?"

Feng Tingting turned around, glanced at them, and slowly shook her head: "I already had a long talk with Clan Leader Feng Wanqing all night long. Not only did she not blame me, but she supported my approach."

After hearing this, the two of them had a vague guess that Feng Wanqing was planning to start with them, the younger generation, and slowly improve her relationship with the Ximen family.

Ando Meiko was not interested in the family feuds, and listening to Feng Tingting's stories along the way was a rare pastime.

The Feng clan and the Ximen clan originally had a good relationship, but something happened two hundred years ago that caused the two clans from being friends to become enemies.

In a battle to subjugate a god-level void beast, the Feng Clan and the Ximen Family took the lead as the vanguard, accompanied by the then-leader of the Xifeng Xuan Sect, Ximen Qingxuan, who was called "Tianxuan" at the time.

However, just when they relied on their numbers to suppress the god-level void beast, they did not expect that they would fall into the opponent's trap.

Following the summons of the god-level void beast, countless dragon-level beasts emerged from all over the mountains at the same time. The group that was just hunters became prey in such a short moment.

Tianxuan is very strong. As someone who has achieved the ultimate, if there are only dragon-level void beasts, she has absolute confidence that she can crush them even if there are hundreds of them.

But the reality is not as good as imagined. As the vanguard team, she is the only one with top combat power. The ultimate power of the magical girl is already at the god level, and now she needs to protect the number one behind her.

As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands. In addition, she was afraid of triggering the seal of the void and did not dare to use the power of the law. Even she was caught in a tough battle for a while.

The Feng clan leader and the Ximen clan leader each led their teams to see the dragon-level void beasts all over the mountains and knew that the situation was not good. However, with just their few people, even if they provided support, they could not cause any effective impact on the void beasts' ambush.

Just when they were hesitating, a god-level void beast suddenly ran out from there, and the situation suddenly became one-sided.

Although the news was sent back immediately, it would take some time for the follow-up support troops to arrive because there was no further dispatch.

Under the attack of two god-level warriors, the vanguard team could not hold out for this period of time, and the actions of the support team became the key to determining the situation.

Time is running out, but the two tribes have different opinions at this critical moment.