Quit the team, then picked up a beautiful girl with problems

"Yeah." Otela nodded affirmatively.

"Because of the connection we've established, the Star Flower Brigade and the Eternal Summer will definitely take you there. However, we have important matters to attend to and can't make a special trip there. We can only let you stay on the ship with us for a while."

Just kidding, I haven't seen any of the rewards that Mott mentioned, so I'm definitely going to go collect the debt.

Ottila shook her head. "It's okay. I'm very grateful to you. I wouldn't make such an unreasonable request."

She suddenly seemed to remember something: "No, but I, I can't afford the boat fare. Um, um, is there any way to compensate me..."

Leon exhaled lightly. The girl in front of him still didn't understand the situation at all. However, sixty years ago in Lupus, her family was not well-off, and taking an airship was indeed a considerable expense.

It seems so easy to fool this person. He is the type who will help count the money after selling something.

While Leon and Otela were talking, Meimei took a simple dress and sat down on the deck chair next to Meluna.

412. Seize the Future

"Here, put it on. This is a small model from the ship's forge, sized for an adult. I'll cover it up for you so you don't run around the ship looking like a wild man."

The white-haired girl threw the dress over Meruna, covering her face and body, as if she was no longer afraid of her.

Meluna pinched her skirt in her hand: "He's not a savage, I'm just fulfilling his wishes."

"It's not his wish to let you run around like this!"

Meluna studied Meimei's face and said, "You don't resist him anymore. That's right, after all, you are me too."

"I think you think of me as...sigh."

Meimei was speechless about the other side of herself that was shaped by a different past.

"Do you know how scary it is when you disappear for many days and suddenly appear like this? Be careful of the impact."

"It seems you have been completely conquered."

Meimei was furious: "What do you mean by subjugating?"

"You're thinking about those vixens."

Meimei took a breath and stared at the expressionless Dameimei: "I'm very curious, you actually know words like 'fox spirit' and 'stealing cat', where did you learn them?"

"For a while, I lived under a bridge, fishing and practicing swordplay. The family next to the bridge was arguing, and the woman of the house kept shouting this word loudly. After listening to it for a long time, I roughly understood its meaning."

"Uh, ok, alright."

Thinking about how she was picked up by Grandpa Otto and had never had any difficulties in life before the world began to collapse, and that the days in the Holy City could even be called luxurious, Meimei decided to skip this topic.

"I'm trying to help you. You don't want to leave Li Ang, and I don't understand what you want to do here, but if you want to stay with him, you must learn to get along well with them."

Meimei finished speaking, and Meluna just as she expected didn't take it seriously.

"It seems you've integrated well. A suit of armor could buy you off."

Meluna looked at Meimei, who had not yet gone back to rest. She was still wearing the Water Fairy Armor, which bore the burnt scars of battle left in the lava environment.

The white-haired girl chuckled, "I wonder who is so happy just for a headband."

hiss-

The cloth in Meluna's hand was torn apart unconsciously by her force.

It's over, she really cares.

Realizing that she was still afraid to fight her, Meimei quickly said, "If you listen to him, will you still be short of a set of equipment?"

"I've been listening."

"The nature is completely different, okay? This is the point I want to make. You only listen to his words when they are in line with your wishes, but you have never responded to his true thoughts. Don't you realize this?" Si Ling Wu frowned.

Meluna remained silent, and Meimei continued, "Have you ever thought about why he does it for me but not for you?"

A cold light like a sharp blade flashed in the female swordsman's eyes, passing along Meimei's body surface, causing a layer of trembling fine bumps on her exposed skin.

"Take it off."

"What? You're going to steal it now? It won't fit you even if you take it."

"Take it off."

The white-haired girl lowered her waist and said, "That's absolutely impossible. Don't even think about doing it. Listen carefully—"

It was rare for Meimei to get hard, and Meluna was a little surprised. She paused for a moment and listened to her continue.

"Whether it's the equipment or him starting to pamper you again, it's one thing. You only have a small chance of this happening as you wish. I hope you can wake up."

Meimei's tone became increasingly harsh, and Meluna temporarily gave up the idea of resorting to violence.

Meimei pressed her palm against the armor on her chest. "This light armor looks great, but I've actually worn better-looking ones. I think, with your strength, you could have snatched... a piece that's both beautiful and powerful before you came here, right?"

"Equipment should focus on fit and strength," said Meluna.

"Then why do you look at me in this armor with the look of a wolf?"

The girl sighed, "I feel like we were born the same, and our circumstances... although there are differences, we also have similarities. After all, we are the same person, so I can understand you, and you can understand me, so I say this.

"We are all orphans. We didn't have a normal childhood, no parents to take care of us, and we didn't have a comfortable life like ordinary girls, including dressing.

“Even if I grow to the point where I can kill a monster of the Excellence Realm with a single blow, and the rewards I earn from them can buy me countless beautiful clothes, my state of mind has changed. No matter how much I buy, I can’t live the kind of ordinary life that is so luxurious for us.

"We are the Sword Clan, the Sky Cavalry Clan, the so-called 'saviors', and the most suitable skirt for us is this kind of armor.

"The difference between those incredibly powerful pieces of equipment and a full set like this is like the difference between wearing found designer clothes and wearing affordable, beautiful clothes that are your own. I think you understand this."

"Not having to spend time preparing a ton of gear and figuring out how to match it all up, I can focus more on improving myself and examining my inner self. That's when I feel at peace and at ease."

Meimei's eyebrows relaxed, a smile appeared on her delicate cheeks, and she tugged at the edge of her glittering silver skirt armor: "When I got this armor, I really understood why those troubled girls liked him.

"They are more or less similar to us. When they were lost, someone suddenly appeared who didn't covet their strength or appearance, but affirmed them and pointed out the way forward for them. Everything they received was not a payment for something, but a deserved reward obtained by omitting the troublesome process and relying on the leader's miraculous skills.

"This affirms and appreciates them, which is something I wanted but couldn't achieve.

“Perhaps your meeting him wasn’t such a coincidence, was it?

"From my perspective, the rules of the world have definitely been rewritten. The great being who determines our fate saw our failure and provided a savior like him—"

Meluna interrupted Meimei: "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say that what you desire now is not something you haven't had before, but something you had before and gave up."

After Meimei finished speaking, she felt a ripple in the calm and peaceful heart of the swordsman holding the female sword.

"No need to be sarcastic."

Meimei said helplessly: "You still think I'm being sarcastic? Or are you unwilling to admit it?

"I can't fathom your deepest thoughts or true intentions. I'm just offering this kind advice from the perspective of our special destiny. You haven't yet obtained this most precious thing, but you've already lost it.

"If you insist on having your own way, you will lose him completely."

Meimei waved her hand and said, "Let's go. There's no point in talking any more. I'm going to take a shower. If I'm late, the hot water in the bathroom will be used up by that half-elf."

The white-haired girl turned around and walked away while talking without looking back.

"I have some of your character flaws as well. When we lost a normal life in childhood, we inevitably lost a lot. I always thought that these flaws didn't make me stronger, but instead dragged me down until the moment of my failure.

"If I could start over again, I would only be grateful to those who helped me along the way before I came into contact with the Wedge of the World, grateful that this world has the possibility of giving me a new start, and grateful that there is still a world that can be saved in time.

"The most important thing for us is to seize the future in the last chance, that's what I want to remind you."

Meluna stood silently in the wind for a while before she quickly slipped into the cabin.

Inside the cabin, Leon led Otela to choose a room.

"This, this one is great, no need to change..."

Otella cautiously chose a room.

"Okay, then I'll hang up the name tag tomorrow, and this will be your room from now on." Li Ang said with a smile.

In the short term, Ottila will not leave the Ever Summer. If she chooses to return to the Duleger family on Chester Island, the room will be vacant again. This is a long time, and Leon doesn't want to make her entangled because of something so far away, so it seems like he will keep a room for her forever.

Of course, if the Star Flower Brigade's personnel remain spirit-free and only a small number of elite soldiers can achieve this.

During the selection process, he abandoned all his subjective opinions and let the girl observe everything, with the purpose of taking care of her uneasy emotions.

Excluding the four rooms that were decorated with their own sundries, the styles of the other bedrooms were not consistent.

When Li Ang purchased furnishings, he bought them in sets of different styles because he wanted to try out the practicality and durability of various types and brands so that he would know how to use them better in the future.

So although Ottila was a little confused, without his urging or suggestions, the final choice should be completely in line with her wishes.

Hearing that she would have a space completely her own, a smile appeared on the girl's face.

"Thank you, Mr. Captain. You are such a kind person."

"No need for honorifics, just call me Li Ang."

After briefly explaining the various items in the room to Ottila, Leon pointed to the south end of the corridor and said, "That's the bathroom, and the toilet is in the next room."

After acquiring Hetia's power, Otela became half-star soul, half-undead, with some elemental characteristics. However, through spiritual observation, Leon could see that these powers were operating in a manner similar to that of the Beast-Eared Tribe. She still metabolized like a living person, albeit at a slower pace, which struck Leon as peculiar.

Since it still metabolizes, cleanliness and hygiene are necessary.

"Yeah, I, I remember..."

Leon looked at the girl's cloak of flames, which still seemed to be burning. "Are the spirits of Purgatory okay? Do we need to find them a room?"

"Eh? They... No, don't bother!"

Ottila waved her hands around a few times before realizing she should explain the situation.

In the past, when Hetia was inactive, the spirits of Purgatory mainly used low-energy slumber because the star soul light in their bodies was limited.

Even if it was Otella, she wouldn't show up unless something happened in the outside world.

She had run into Zoe and the others who had slipped off the ship in the middle of the night. It was because the arrival of the Everlasting Summer had awakened the spirits of Purgatory one after another that she came to check on the situation.

"Now, the Hetia women have shared their power with me. They just need to sleep beside me to replenish their strength."

When the spirit of Purgatory slumbers, it can be compressed into a condensed ball of fire, which exists in the form of the Otella Cloak.

"You need to rest now, so go and have a rest."

After saying goodbye to Otela, who was timidly holding the door, Leon returned to his room after hearing the sound of her door closing behind him.

Covered in dust and dirt, cleaning is inevitable, but since you only have one arm... let's give it a try first.

It took much longer than usual and the wash was not thorough. When he left the bathroom, Li Ang lay down on the bed, panting.

"No, this problem must be solved."

I touched the location of my broken arm and found it extremely difficult to even take a shower. I felt like I was going to fall down several times.

Without an arm, not only has the upper limit of energy, or "blue energy" been reduced a lot, but if you just leave it like this, if you really encounter a complicated situation in the future, you really won't be able to cope with it.

Is there a solution? Spells? Prosthetic limbs?

Li Ang recalled his past knowledge and began to think about the feasibility.

He is not a mage. If he were a mage, he would not need to be at a high level to master spells like [Mage's Hand] and use magic power to construct a magic palm to help with work.

Although it is very simple for a mage, it is a genuine skill exclusive to the mage class and requires exquisite magic control to construct.

In the past, Leon would not have been able to do this. He initially chose the sorcerer because he did not have the potential of a regular spellcaster, which was mainly reflected in his lack of precision and total amount of control over magic power.

The latter can be improved through continuous familiarity, but the former is almost inherently limited.

Over thousands of years, Ganta City has recruited the world's most talented magicians to cultivate a large number of High Tower Scholars. However, compared to them, the vast majority of them cannot even become full-fledged mages.

Over the years, various incidents involving forbidden magic have frequently occurred in Ganta City, often caused by wizards who "took a different approach" due to their lack of talent.

As for the Sky Cavalry, they are good at fighting and killing, and their spells are practical and sufficient. They pay attention to the cleverness of spellcasting in front of the academicians, but they are always killed instantly by the opponent.

Fortunately, Leon now has the Magic Grimoire.

Although it contains the principles of spell construction, if he wants to put it into practice, he still needs to change his thinking and try it step by step.

The genuine Mage's Hand won't, but if it has a similar effect...

Let me think, to gather the magic power and construct the force field, why not just use the [Spiritual Force Field] I stole earlier...

Leon drew spiritual lines and magical trajectories in the air, and a simple spell took shape.

Although it is simple, this is only relative to him, a ninth-level sorcerer.

It is clearly a basic spell, but the foundation of its formation is a force field formed by spiritual manipulation, which has extraordinary destructive power when it is cast out.

Thinking of this, he laughed out loud.