I Will Never Submit to Miss Grim Reaper - Chapter 481
Chapter 481: The Kitten’s Orchard
The Mobius Circle slowly lifted me, Luni, and Ewen into the air.
“Wow…”
As the most energetic member of our group, Ewen always reminded me of the stereotypical fire mage—lively, brave, passionate, and filled with curiosity about everything.
“I tried so many times before and couldn’t use Mobius Circle, but this little kitten, who’s only in her twenties, used it so easily!”
As Ewen glanced around, sometimes looking down at the world beneath us, sometimes at the forest ahead, and sometimes tilting her head to observe the treetops around us, she marveled, “It seems that innate talent really does matter when it comes to magic…”
“It might also be that the beast-ear tribe is particularly suited for this type of magic.”
Luni stared at the magical cat paw array beneath her feet, looking a bit dazed. “Hmm… Lulu, I’m really grateful to you this time.”
“Oh, it’s nothing, really. I had my own motives, too.”
I awkwardly touched my ears. “The truth is, I came out this time to look for the legendary “City in the Forest” or the “Black Forest”. When I overheard you two talking about it, that’s why I came over.”
“The City in the Forest?”
Ewen seemed thoughtful. “We do know a little about that.”
“Do you know how to get there?”
“We have a map.”
Ewen pulled out something resembling parchment from the large travel bag on her back and spread it out on the magic circle.
Pointing to a spot on it, she said, “Look, we’re probably here, in this area of the Nien Forest. It’s said that the City in the Forest is located around here.”
Using the faint moonlight above, Ewen patiently explained to me, “As for the Black Forest, it should be this one. All the forest surrounding the City in the Forest is considered the Black Forest. If you can find the Black Forest, you can basically find the City in the Forest.”
“It looks like it’s about forty or fifty kilometers from here.”
I compared the distance on the map between here and the Black Forest in the City in the Forest, as well as the distance to the royal city of Diwutith. “Why do you want to go to the City in the Forest?”
“I heard that deep within the City in the Forest, there’s a unique forbidden spell scroll.”
Ewen lowered her voice, “You saved Luni, so you’re our… cough, benefactor. We’re telling you this secret because I heard it from a traveling bard who passed through our village. If we can find the forbidden spell in the City in the Forest, we can sell it in Diwutith for a good price. That way, our village can become prosperous.”
Diwutith…
I hesitated for a moment. “How much do you know about that city?”
“It’s a super big, super wealthy city.”
Ewen responded almost without thinking, “It’s said that the guardians there were great heroes from the Demon King Wars. No one in the entire Grandis dares to provoke this nation. Many people want to become citizens there, but they don’t allow immigration!”
“Yes, yes! Diwutith is a super friendly country. We often hear traveling bards praise it, saying that the people there are very happy, their living standards are high, and the nation is very wealthy. You can even leave your door open at night, and there won’t be any thieves!”
Luni chimed in, “I remember they’re also an empire, mainly following the orders of the Queen of Diwutith—though it’s been hundreds of years, and no one knows what the queen looks like.”
Uh…
That queen…
As I was chatting with the two girls, I suddenly remembered something—if I’m thirty years old on Earth, and a day on Earth is twenty-four hours, while a day on Grandis is over thirty hours, about 30% longer, then converted to Diwutith, wouldn’t that make me just over twenty years old?
Typically, a high school student is eighteen when they take the college entrance exam, and at twenty, they’re just in their second year of university, with little to no exposure to society.
Moreover, these three girls are among the very few I’ve met who didn’t say things like, “You’re so beautiful, your skin is so nice,” “How do you take care of yourself?” or “You look just like a doll, you’re way too pretty,” upon first meeting me.
Because, on Earth, I would hear things like that almost every time I went out.
Some people, when passing by me, would whisper to their friends, ‘Did that girl just now wear makeup? She’s so pale, and her skin is flawless,’ or ‘That girl looks like a life-sized doll. I’ve only seen skin this perfect on dolls.’ Some bolder individuals might come straight up to me and ask for my WeChat, saying, ‘Hi, little sister, can I get your contact info?’ or ‘Are you real? Oh my, your skin is unbelievably perfect.’
Even I sometimes look in the mirror and feel a sense of unreality, as if I’m living in a game world.
It’s a bit better in this other world because many of the long-lived races here naturally have great skin and amazing figures, like Fei Luo and Gabriel. But when I’m in Diwutith and occasionally go out to have some fun, I still get “caught” by passersby: ‘You look just like the Diwutith Queen I’ve imagined.’
As the magic hummed steadily, I brought the two of them to the small bed I had made on a branch fifty meters up.
“Is this the resting place Lulu mentioned? This is so creative!”
Ewen was the first to jump out, carefully landing on the massive tree trunk. She examined my vine-woven bed and asked, “Can you really sleep on this?”
“Yes, it’s perfectly fine. It’s big enough for both of you to rest here.”
I nodded. “It should be fine for three people.”
Although I made this bed using branches from the tree, the key support points are the few thick branches. The vines I used are mainly for additional support. It might be a bit risky for three adult men, but for three women around 150 to 160 centimeters tall, it should be okay.
“There are so many fruits here too…”
Luni, who had just stepped down from the magic circle, noticed the uneaten fruits beside the small bed. “Did Lulu bring all these up here?”
“Ah…”
I felt a bit embarrassed. “Yes.”
“Why would a cat-eared tribe member bring up fruit…?”
Ewen seemed curious. “I thought you only liked eating meat? And these aren’t catnip or cat grass either…”
“They’re toys, just toys.”
Before I could respond, Luni had already picked up a fruit about the size of a ball of yarn.
“Remember how Weiying used to keep a little kitten? It loved round objects and could play with them all day without getting bored! I think this is probably one of Lulu’s toys, right?”
Ewen looked at me questioningly.
“Well… sort of, I guess.”
I felt a bit shy. “I just thought these fruits were pretty, so I brought them up.”
“It’s called the ‘Young Dragon’s Cry’. Legend has it that a long, long time ago, a young dragon got lost from its group. The villagers who passed by didn’t know what it liked to eat, so they fed it this. After eating, the young dragon made a ‘woo-woo’ sound, very happily. That’s how it got the name ‘Young Dragon’s Cry’.”
Luni continued, “I didn’t expect cats to like it too.”
“……”
Oh no, now I really do seem like a kitten.
“……”
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