CHAPTER 493: CHAPTER 237: ACROSS THE RIVERS AND MOUNTAINS, WILL YOU GO WITH ME? (PART 4)

Silvia quietly placed her hand into Shiayar’s palm.

She spoke softly: "Ennie usually finishes her meditation around four or five in the morning."

"If we leave now, we can make it back in time for breakfast and not let Ennie find out we snuck out to play at night."

Hiss~

Shiayar gasped and looked at the serene and demure silver-haired girl before him in shock.

"Silvia Babe, when did you become so skilled at this?"

If it wasn’t for Shiayar being familiar with Silvia’s genuine voice, no one else could imitate it, he would have suspected that Augutina’s Dream Illusion Technique had improved again, and that the Silvia before him was actually Augutina in disguise.

Was this still the naive and romantic daughter of the grand duke that Shiayar remembered?

"Even the most naive and romantic girl can’t remain unchanged after years of longing, Brother Shiayar."

The melodious voice of the Silver haired Witch softly echoed in Shiayar’s ear.

"Don’t forget, Brother Shiayar, I am also the founder of the White Tower, the ’Gray-Silver Witch’..."

"How could a naive and frivolous noble girl, trailing behind you as in your memory, possibly hold the title of ’Gray-Silver Witch’?"

A hint of slyness suddenly crept into Silvia’s words.

"In the past, I worried that my true self might be something you couldn’t get used to or even would dislike, Brother Shiayar, so I forced myself to be restrained, maintaining that initial image you had of me."

"Actually, I don’t dislike that image. If Brother Shiayar wishes, I can always appear as that obedient and well-behaved girl before you."

"But—"

There was a slight pause in Silvia’s voice.

Within that gentleness was a speech that carried a difficult-to-describe implication, resonating in Shiayar’s ear word by word.

"I think, now, I have that confidence."

"In front of Brother Shiayar, I can reveal a bit more of my true heart."

"This true self of mine...shouldn’t make you dislike me, right, Brother Shiayar?"

Shiayar shook his head: "I don’t dislike it."

Then he heard the girl’s pleasant voice ring out again.

"Then, shall we set off?"

"I have—"

"been looking forward to this trip for five hundred years."

Shiayar nodded.

His thoughts stirred, intending to use the power of Shiny’s Soul Pact to activate "Flash" and head from the Endless Ocean Domain to the Western Continent.

However, the next moment, he saw Silvia beside him, her spiritual power moved slightly, interrupting Shiayar’s action.

"No need to bring the Pet Beasts."

"As for spatial travel, traveling through the Astral Realm can achieve the same effect."

She leaned close to Shiayar’s ear, lowered her voice, and spoke in a volume only he could hear.

"I heard from Ennie that you really like swimming costumes, often adding swimsuit scenes in your own films as a bonus."

"So today, I specially prepared a unique swimsuit just for you."

"However, I only want Brother Shiayar to see it, not even Silver and the others."

If one could still resist this temptation, then they aren’t really a man.

Come to think of it, the real Silvia Babe actually has such a side?

She’s really... even more endearing.

Feeling the soft words of the Gray-Silver Witch at his ear.

Shiayar hesitated in his heart for only a fleeting moment.

The next moment, his figure flickered.

The sky at dusk suddenly cracked open, revealing a surreal starry sky that quickly closed again.

Thud—

Thud—

Pet Beasts sleeping soundly in the Soul Pact Space fell from the air, tumbling onto the soft sand like little furballs.

And as the little white ferrets and others clambered up from the sand in confusion, Shiayar and Silvia had vanished.

Only Shiayar’s final instructions echoed across the empty beach.

"You all play on your own, your Beastmaster has some adult matters to attend to."

...

When Shiayar and Silvia returned to the Elven Royal Court, it was already late at night.

The Silver Moon cast a gentle light, illuminating the quiet sea surface.

The sky silently shattered, a black fissure appeared.

And so Shiayar, holding the Silver haired Witch’s hand, emerged from it, the passage between the Astral Realm and the Main Material Plane closing behind him.

They looked just as they had when they set out, as if they had only gone for a casual stroll.

However, a faint, inexplicable blush glowed on Silvia’s fair, flawless face for some reason.

"Truly exhilarating."

Shiayar sincerely remarked.

He then unceremoniously snatched a skewer of grilled fish from the little white ferret’s tail, as it roasted by the shore with Amaterasu’s flames.

"The taste doesn’t quite match my stargazing."

Shiayar took a light bite of Silver’s grilled fish, adding a sharp comment that drew an angry glare from the little white ferret.

The Beastmaster leaving the Pet Beasts behind while he and the mistress went on a spree was one thing.

The Pet Beasts, left idle on the beach, had no choice but to throw a barbecue gathering.

Unexpectedly, the Beastmaster’s first act upon returning was to usurp the fruits of their labor and claim that his stargazing was better than their grilled fish.

Though I am not human, you truly are a dog.

Shiayar naturally wouldn’t indulge Silver’s little tantrum, and began petting the little white ferret relentlessly.

Just then—

The sky dome, awash in bright moonlight, suddenly darkened.

Soon after, in the Astral Realm, imperceptible to ordinary folks, only the Legendary could sense such things.

Crack—

The moon’s representative celestial body suddenly bore a fractured scar at this moment.

The crack wasn’t large, yet it was distinct.

"What happened?"

Silvia couldn’t help but look up at the suddenly dimmed Silver Moon, her steely blue eyes filled with confusion.

Being of Throne rank, she, too, could clearly sense the anomaly occurring in the Astral Realm.

"It’s nothing serious."

Shiayar also raised his head towards the moon with a subtle laugh.

"I didn’t expect the pangolins to have such high subjective initiative."

"And it seems that I truly have a destiny with the Moon deities."

The light in Shiayar’s eyes grew profoundly deep.

"Initially, I was puzzled why I hadn’t perceived my old acquaintance, the ’Crimson Red Moon’, during the First Era..."

"Looking now, the ’Crimson Red Moon’ should be the second-generation Moon God who inherited the godliness and Authority Fragments of the now-fallen Moon God."

"Moreover, what a coincidence—"

"The fates of successive Moon Gods..."

"Seem remarkably similar indeed."