Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

Such words seemed to confirm San Yueqi's worries, making her even more depressed.

But Nashida seemed to be oblivious and just continued speaking.

"If I had to describe the taste of the dreams of such a sad person, they would be like some slimy seafood from the depths of darkness. Asking me to eat such a dream would be like asking me to swallow a dirty black cloud."

“…A strange metaphor.”

Even though it was just a little bit, San Yue Qi was indeed attracted by her and muttered softly.

"But sometimes, someone responds to their cries for help. It's a hero whose face you can't see.

He looked very tired and cold, as if he had no emotions, and seemed to only know how to kill goblins.

But no matter how indifferent he was, the hero eventually led them out of the dark cave, just like pulling up mushrooms that were about to rot in the cave and leading them out to the outside world.

"Mushroom...Hero...?"

March 7th whispered in confusion.

"Hmm. Perhaps it's already too late for the mushroom. Its body has long since decayed, leaving no spores to spread. The hero didn't come with the primary purpose of saving them, but even so...

Sometimes, their dreams aren't so bad, they taste like mushrooms, a strange, satisfying, indescribable feeling."

The young fairy girl looked at the human girl in front of her tenderly, her eyes so kind that March Seven had the inexplicable illusion that she was being watched by her "mother".

"Today, I also saw that hero in a girl's dream. But he was no longer alone. He had many companions around him, and one of them looked a lot like you. She shed tears and kept saying sorry..."

"..."

March Seven looked at her blankly, and then it happened as that person expected.

"Her dream was bitter. Yet, it also had a hint of sweetness, like the clearness of melting ice that had been there for a thousand years."

The girl spoke in a not-so-strange metaphor.

"That taste was very similar to your dream, so I found you and tasted it again."

She closed her eyes, as if savoring the feeling.

"Just as bitter, yet just as unforgettable."

"What the hell... this is like something from a food show..."

San Yue Qi lowered his head, and his voice trembled slightly as if to show off his strength.

"Really? It seems my ability to express myself needs to be improved."

The fairy girl, feeling that she had failed to help her, lowered her head and said with some self-blame.

"I'm sorry. What I meant was that you don't have to feel sorry for this. At least, to that girl, you are indeed a hero who saved her from a real nightmare."

At this point, March Seven, who was originally sitting in his seat, suddenly stood up and hugged Nashida, as if to cover up something, and kept rubbing her head. The pink and white hair entangled with each other, forming an extremely warm scene.

"Stop, stop, stop! Talking about heroes and the like is so embarrassing..."

She hugged the girl tightly, feeling the fragrance coming from her hair, which was like the fragrance of the forest.

The touch in his arms felt as soft and comforting as Pam's pillow in his bedroom.

This clumsy, yet straightforward and well-intentioned little guy has done a great job. There is no need to make her worry about herself anymore.

On the side that the girl couldn't see, March Seven's smile was as shaky as thin ice.

However, crying in front of a child who cares about her so much is really not like a pretty girl.

Although it sounded strange to say this, she wanted to try and "fall asleep" again in her dream.

If possible, she hoped that this dream would be more delicious.

Compared to bitter dreams, sweet dreams are indeed more unforgettable.

She hopes that she can always meet this little guy who misses her so much in her dreams.

……

When March 7th fell into a deep sleep, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Nashida also opened her eyes, and the lingering touch on her cheek made her subconsciously reach out and cover it with her hand.

The girl's face is white, tender, clean, and pink, making people want to take a bite.

Outside the house, the morning sun has already fallen, and a breeze blows through the world, picking up invisible dust and rushing into the distance.

On the windowsill, there is a small flower waving in the wind, which makes people feel happy.

It even made her think that it would be nice to keep this posture.

But soon——

She emerged from this brief simulated personality again, feeling both surprised and satisfied.

Traveling the world in this new way seemed to give her some new insights into the path of freedom.

To the point that now I feel reluctant to change back?

No, no, let’s remember the original intention of keeping Wendy in this youthful appearance!

When the fairy girl was feeling conflicted about this, the door suddenly opened, and then Mimiya's voice was heard.

"Wendy, regarding the commission—"

She stopped talking abruptly, and then stared blankly at the petite and lovely fairy girl in the room.

A bold idea suddenly popped into my mind.

This is the true identity of "Wendy". No, maybe even the name Wendy is fake, just a disguise.

Otherwise, how can we explain the origin of her strange affinity for Wendy?

Previously she had thought it was a worship of her savior and the skills he possessed, a way of looking at an untouchable idol, but now it seemed that perhaps it was not entirely true.

As fairies of the same race, with even their bloodline being their origin, isn't it reasonable for them to possess such unpredictable power to control the flow of clouds?

Even when "Wendy" wanted me to teach her about the culture of the forest people, she might have had the idea that after waking up, she would find that later generations had lost the past poems and wanted to complete them again.

Thinking about it this way, everything makes sense. As the ancestor of the fairy lineage, the characteristics displayed by Wendy almost perfectly match them.

So, when the other party was about to explain something, Mimiya walked directly into the room, knelt on one knee, and paid high respect and loyalty to the young princess.

"You don't have to explain it to me!"

"Eh, eh? Just listen to it for now. I finally figured it out..."

"No problem! I'll do my best to understand your meaning."

“You don’t have to treat me like this!?”

In this strange development, when the two of them appeared together, even the people from the Starry Sky Team looked surprised when they saw Nashida.

Although she repeatedly emphasized her identity and asked everyone to distinguish this posture from her appearance as Wendy, it seemed to have little effect.

Even March Seven, who should have remembered her, pretended not to know her. His secretly laughing expression was simply a personal vendetta.

As a last resort, under everyone's unanimous and strong request, Wendy was forced to maintain this image that was more in line with the "team mascot" when going out.

Finally, this is the scene now.

After listening to the explanation, Uncle Yang nodded in agreement.

"I see. It seems I misunderstood you."

"Yeah, I'm troubled too."

"Ah, could you please use the same tone you used in your dream role here? I think if we want to animate this journey later, we should change it to this tone from the beginning. After all, people prefer beautiful girls to uncles. And people also prefer young girls to boys—"

"Although it seems to make sense, Uncle Yang, is it really okay for you to say that? Everyone's looking over here, and that Mori-san over there is already wanting to shoot you dead with an arrow."

The petite girl looked at the fairy archer who was gritting his teeth and looking like, "What kind of terrible ideas are you instilling in our young princess?"

In response, Walter just pushed his glasses and said righteously.

"Nice development. Keep it up—"

Chapter 135: This is the set of World Tree Guardian!

After the initial episode.

Uncle Yang also talked about the serious matter of getting off the train, but these private matters inside the train were naturally not suitable to be continued in the hall.

The forest people who had rushed over after hearing the news had almost surrounded this place in three circles, and each of them looked at the people of other races with an expression as if they were facing a great enemy.

Some of these forest people only wanted to protect the safety of the fairy royal family, while others wanted to come and pledge allegiance in advance and try to pull them into their own faction.

After all, the forest people are not a monolithic entity, but are composed of factions represented by various forests, which are called the Fairy Council.

Every fairy princess is elected by the council, rather than simply hereditary, and her status is very high.

Therefore, although these forest people may have impure motives from a political perspective, they are consistent in their external policies.

This also made the atmosphere on the scene a bit tense, and the guild also urgently mobilized some security personnel, but this matter was too sensitive after all. If anyone took a stand without authorization, it might lead to the disruption of the current situation of the alliance among the various races.

To put it in a worse way, if a fight really breaks out, it would mean interfering in the internal affairs of other races, and the guild would inevitably be attacked by everyone.

Who doesn't know that these nearly immortal long-eared creatures are famous for holding grudges, and it's best not to provoke them if possible?

For this reason, when the Starry Sky Team asked for a conference room to talk with the client, the receptionist also showed an extremely grateful smile.

Afterwards, we quickly arranged a meeting room on the second floor for the branch directors to receive distinguished guests.

After stepping onto the second floor, the fairy archer team that had been the focus of everyone's attention looked at each other and wanted to go up together.

However, before they could go up, they were stopped by the forest people. Needless to say, the dwarf warlock would only be asking for trouble if he went up now.

After all, although he and the fairy archer seemed to quarrel with each other frequently in the team, they actually had a good relationship, but the other forest people didn't know this.

The accumulated conflicts between the two races obviously did not support him to make any excuses, so he returned to the table with a sour face and drank alone.

The lizardman monk was stopped by Zariyus. He seemed a little moved when he saw the old lizardman.

The two had some interactions in the past, and they quickly found a place to chat briefly.

In the end, only Miss Archer, who was also a descendant of fairies, managed to sneak in. With the high purity of her own blood, she was even able to come all the way to Mimiya.

When she saw her compatriot, Mimiya frowned and asked rudely, "What are you doing here?"

"What are you talking about? Do you think any forest person would be indifferent to the future heir of the kingdom?!"

Although Miss Archer was just a stay-at-home mom before, every forest person is full of love for their country.

Now that we have encountered a place that even the longevity species have to call a "historical turning point", how could we possibly turn a blind eye to it?

After all, wasn't she out on an adventure just to seek excitement and new things? If she let the princess escape in vain and left as if she knew nothing, wouldn't she have to spend the next few thousand years in regret?

"I've already said that this lord is not what you imagine... No, rather, he is far more noble than you imagine. While I understand your excitement, such an act of usurpation cannot be tolerated under any circumstances."

Mimiya came up to her with an extremely serious expression.

"If you understand, then retreat immediately. You can serve as a guard, but don't ask for more!"

"Well--!"

Although it was very embarrassing to be spoken to like this by a younger sister of the same race, the fairy archer didn't have many options at the moment and could only persuade her with both soft and hard tactics.

"Can't you please be flexible? At least I really have something to ask Princess!"

"...I'll have to wait until the princess finishes her talk before deciding whether to see you."

Mimiya rudely pushed away her shameless face, and then stood guard silently without saying a word.

Seeing her like this, the fairy archer had no choice but to stand guard outside with her head down. However, after hearing some people in the bar whispering about things that made the forest people unhappy, she changed her previous embarrassing look.

Her eyes swept over those gossipers with exceptional sharpness, but she was constrained by her identity as an adventurer like Yin, as well as the pressure from the many forest people present.

Most of the adventurers quickly quieted down, while some cunning ones had already sneaked out through the back door.

Soon, the news that had originally only spread within this border town quickly spread outward.

However, the impact of such rumors will be left for later.