"I'm not unconscious... I don't need artificial respiration."

Felyn covered Zervanie's approaching lips and pushed them away.

"A healing sigil will do..."

"Oh, oh, okay."

Zervanie placed Felyn's head on her lap, then took out a highest-rank healing sigil and placed it on Felyn's body.

She anxiously rubbed Felyn's stomach, trying to relieve his pain.

The healing sigil activated, clearing the illness from Felyn's body.

"I'm alive, thank you, Zervanie."

Zervanie's treatment was very timely and reliable.

As for why he needed treatment, don't ask.

"Felyn, I-I didn't mean to... I won't cook anymore..."

Felyn felt that, logically, he should be patting Zervanie's shoulder at this moment and saying, "Don't stop, don't ever give up."

But from the bottom of his heart, he thought it was great that Zervanie could have the idea of "never cooking again."

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While the two were busy, a rustling sound came from the bushes.

A small, ball-shaped magical beast poked its head out, looking at the two with some curiosity.

The magical beast was too small for Felyn and Zervanie to notice.

It looked at the two of them, then curiously looked at the lunchbox Felyn had thrown on the ground.

It rolled over and sniffed it with its nose.

As a magical beast, it naturally had no sense of "don't eat strangers' things."

It ate in small bites. While Zervanie was taking care of Felyn, it finished everything.

"I'm fine now, Zervanie."

Felyn saw that Zervanie was so anxious that sweat had soaked her hair. The frantic care just now made her chest heave rapidly, and her flushed cheeks looked somewhat cute.

"Chirp chirp!"

Felyn turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

A ball of fur was rolling around in Zervanie's lunchbox.

"Is that a Fuzzball?"

The ball of fur in front of them was not a special magical beast; it was just a common Fuzzball, which adventurers also liked to call "marshmallows."

They had a gentle temperament, a low level, and often appeared in the initial dungeons.

Both of them looked at the Fuzzball, and tacitly did not speak.

Felyn was still lying on Zervanie's lap. He could smell the sweet, fruity scent coming from the girl.

Ten seconds later.

"Felyn, is it sleepy?"

"If magical beasts have a custom of twitching while sleeping, then it's sleepy."

But the Fuzzball clearly looked like it was not doing well. It had been lively just now, but now it was squatting in one place, trembling all over.

The lunch from Miss Zervanie made this magical beast feel a sharp pain in its abdomen.

In the concept of magical beasts, there was no such thing as food poisoning.

Ate it, then stomach hurt.

This must be a trap!

The one who set the trap is the enemy!

"Felyn, I think it's glaring at me," Zervanie said, putting her arms around Felyn and feeling the young man's breath.

The Fuzzball kept jumping, occasionally letting out "chirp chirp" cries.

Purple magical power gathered around it, forming a light cluster far brighter than the other light spots.

"Can it use magic?" Zervanie helped Felyn try to stand up, but Felyn, lying on her lap, didn't move.

"Felyn?"

"Zervanie, can I trouble you to defend for a while?" Felyn sat up, staring intently at the Fuzzball in front of them.

"Eh? Okay, no problem."

He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

"What is... that?"

In Felyn's field of vision, a faint blue line appeared on the Fuzzball's head.

This line was very, very thin. One end was connected to the top of the Fuzzball's head, and the other end extended infinitely backward, its connection point unknown.

This was a situation Felyn had never seen before.

"Felyn, be careful, its attack is about to start," Zervanie had already cast a defensive sigil, preparing to block the Fuzzball's magic attack.

"Understood."

The yellow barrier Zervanie released appeared in front of Felyn, but his attention was now entirely on the line on the Fuzzball's head.

He saw something rushing along that line.

It was a slightly brighter light cluster, faintly white, rushing into the Fuzzball's body at an extremely fast speed along the thin line.

And at that moment, the Fuzzball's magic attack also began to activate.

Sparks hit the defensive sigil Zervanie cast. This was a low-power second-rank magic.

As the sparks slowly dissipated, the Fuzzball saw that its attack had no effect and began to charge up again.

And this time, Felyn saw a much brighter light cluster than before rushing into the Fuzzball's body along the thin line.

Just like before, the moment the light cluster entered the Fuzzball's body, its magic was activated.

This time it was a third-rank magic.

The same thing happened twice in front of Felyn. This was by no means a coincidence.

The strange blue line on its body could definitely not be some kind of skill of its own.

"Zervanie, can you see anything on the Fuzzball's head?"

"Something... I don't see anything at all," Zervanie looked carefully but found nothing.

"No line? A thin blue line, the color is very light, look carefully again."

A moment later.

"No, I don't see anything. Felyn, are you not fully recovered yet? Are you hallucinating?" Zervanie was a little worried that her cooking was too potent and had poisoned Felyn to the point of hallucination.

"I'm fine," Felyn said.

As expected, only he could see it.

Could it be that he could only see this line after the Herlomir statue in his mind became clear?

The moment the light cluster on the line rushed into the Fuzzball, the Fuzzball's magic would also be activated instantly.

There must be some connection between the two.

So, what was at the other end of the line?

And what exactly was that light cluster?

Seeing that its two attacks had caused no damage, the Fuzzball chirped twice, stretched out its claws, and burrowed into the bushes. The line on its head also disappeared.

"Zervanie, let's chase it and see."

"Ah? Okay!"

Zervanie didn't understand why Felyn was interested in this low-rank magical beast, but she listened to him and followed behind.

The Fuzzball ran quite fast. It had four mini-claws hidden at its bottom, and when it ran, it looked like a rolling dandelion fluff.

While chasing it, Felyn noticed that the line on its head, which had disappeared due to its escape, had reappeared.

And the light cluster once again quickly entered the Fuzzball's body along this seemingly infinite line.

If I'm not mistaken...

"Zervanie, be careful."

The fleeing Fuzzball suddenly turned its head and released magic, attacking the two of them.

Just as expected.

As long as it was preparing to cast magic, a blue line would appear on its head.

Then a light cluster would enter its body along the line, and at that time, it would cast magic.

What did that line connect to?

The two followed the Fuzzball through the forest and came to a lake.

Beside the lake was a huge ancient tree, its branches already touching the top of this floor.

The lake, glowing blue in the dark night, was incredibly beautiful, but Felyn was not in the mood to pay attention to it at the moment.

The Fuzzball ran towards the ancient tree, getting farther and farther away from Felyn.

At this moment, Felyn suddenly felt his body become much lighter. He looked down and saw sigil patterns appearing on his body.

That should be the buff sigil Zervanie released.

With the help of the buff sigil, the distance between Felyn and the F-Fuzzball quickly shortened.

The moment he reached the ancient tree, Felyn lunged forward and firmly grasped the Fuzzball with both hands.

"Got you!"

Besides the struggling Fuzzball in his hands, there was something else in Felyn's hand.

When Felyn caught the Fuzzball, it happened to be stepping on it, so Felyn also caught that thing in his hand.

"This is..."

Felyn held it up with one hand and placed it in front of his eyes.

Yellow, circular spots, white lace, triangular.

Without a doubt, this was a pair of cute triangular panties.

"There's even underwear in a place like this, and this style too. Who would be so perverted..."

Before Felyn could finish his sentence, he saw a human-shaped shadow appear on the ground, seemingly wanting to swallow him.

It was the shadow of a young girl.

(End of Chapter)