Spatial Disturbance

Lyleen left dejectedly, and Grandmaster Seria completely regarded Li Yan's castle as her own home. Xiaowu and Xiaoxue served Seria skillfully, as they were very familiar with Seria's usual habits.

"Ugh, magic is such a hateful yet indispensable thing."

Li Yan stared irritably at the dense text on the Magic Tome. To think that he could create the magic of Immortality by learning these spells was a pipe dream, but he truly had no other choice at the moment.

Feeling irritated, Li Yan glanced at Solitär beside her. Solitaire was leisurely swinging her snow-white legs, looking relaxed and carefree as she read Magic Tome. Human magic had allowed her to absorb a lot of interesting knowledge.

"Solitär, come with me somewhere."

Li Yan got up and stretched. He remembered that he had encountered an ancient Stone Stele during his travels with Flamme, which was said to record the magic of the Goddess.

"Alright, young master, wherever you go, this Little Fool will go with you."

A glint of light appeared in Solitär's eyes. She put down the Magic Tome in her hand. It had been a while since the young master had taken her on a trip. She had been quietly staying at home researching life-related magic for him. She wanted to figure it out on her own and make the young master look at her with new eyes.

As the Spatial Gate opened, Solitär excitedly grabbed Li Yan's arm and followed Li Yan into the Spatial Gate.

"Knock knock!"

A knock sounded at the door. Fern pushed it open and looked at the empty room, feeling a little disappointed. She had been planning to invite her Godfather to the café in the Royal Capital to eat cakes and desserts. She had asked Lady Frieren beforehand and only came to ask her Godfather to go with her after knowing that Lady Frieren didn't want to go. It was supposed to be a lovely date for the two of them, but it seemed that her Godfather had gone out.

On the mountaintop of a dense forest, Spatial Gate suddenly appeared in the air.

"I think this is the place."

Li Yan looked around and saw only a half-broken Stone Stele standing quietly on the mountaintop.

A gentle breeze, full of life and vitality, blew through the forest. The trees were tall and lush, and sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the Stone Stele.

"Is this it, young master?"

Solitär, wanted to go forward and touch it, but Li Yan gently pulled her arm back.

"There are Mana fluctuations above; do not act rashly."

Li Yan cautiously gazed at the ancient characters and patterns carved on the Stone Stele. They seemed to record some kind of special magic. This magic might be the power of healing, the ability to control nature, or the wisdom to Foresee the Future. Of course, it could also be other dangerous types of magic.

No matter what kind of magic it is, it's wrong to try it without careful observation.

A tranquil atmosphere permeated the area around the broken Stone Stele. Li Yan and Solitär sat quietly in front of the Stone Stele, gazing at the characters on it. It was as if time had stood still, with only the gentle breeze and rustling leaves adding a touch of life to the stillness.

"It looks like some kind of magic, but I can't identify the spell's structure at all." Solitär her head. Li Yan scratched his head for a long time, feeling like he had seen it somewhere before, but also like he hadn't.

Li Yan stood in front of the Stone Stele, frowning as she circled back and forth. The Stone Stele was half broken, the forest was there, and the Goddess's magic was there.

The Return Magic from the story of Frieren suddenly appeared in Li Yan's mind. It seemed that Frieren in the comic returned to the point in time when she touched the Stone Stele because she touched this stone Stone Stele.

"Go back to childhood, and go back to the old ways?"

Li Yan's eyes widened, and her body trembled slightly. It was excitement, longing for Flamme, and the overwhelming thought of being able to act recklessly in front of her Grandmaster.

"Solitär!"

Li Yan looked solemnly at Solitär. He was ready. Although he had forgotten when he touched the Stone Stele, he was undeniably a child at that time, still innocent and naive.

"Young Master, have you figured it out yet?"

Solitär looked at Li Yan with anticipation.

"Yeah, pretty much. I might just stand there in a daze, or even faint. Those are all normal occurrences. I need you to protect me for a while until I wake up."

Li Yan gently stroked Solitär's head, his tone relaxed and casual, his hand trembling slightly. He couldn't wait to see his Grandmaster beaten to the ground and begging for mercy. Of course, that was secondary; what he wanted most was to see his young and beautiful Godmother.

"I understand, young master! I will protect you with my life."

Solitär seriously, her eyes scanning her surroundings. Although she didn't sense any Monsters presence, she still cast three Barrier Magic just to be on the safe side.

Is it dark yet?

Li Yan rubbed his sleepy eyes, and a familiar fragrance wafted into his nose. Even after a thousand years, he could still clearly remember that smell.

"Yes, A Yan, you fainted after touching that Stone Stele."

Flamme gently stroked Li Yan's hair, her tone carrying a hint of worry and relief.

The familiar voice, the familiar smell, the familiar face— Li Yan felt a surge of moisture in his eyes. For a thousand years, he had never shed a tear, but at this moment, he could no longer bear it.

"Hey, hey, don't cry, A Yan. Did you have a nightmare? Godmother give you a hug."

With a hint of panic, Flamme picked up Li Yan, making Li Yan feel both nostalgic and somewhat embarrassed.

"I... I'm fine, Godmother, I..."

Li Yan was about to reveal that he came from the future, but then he realized that saying it might influence future changes, so he stopped himself from speaking.

After all, if her Godmother pressed her for details, she would be a little embarrassed to say it. Raising a bunch of kids with her Godmother was something that was hard to talk about, and saying it beforehand might change the future.

As Li Yan was lost in thought, a delicate, snow-white hand gently touched Li Yan forehead. "You're not sick, so why is your face so red?"

"No... it's nothing, Godmother, I just need to get some fresh air."

Li Yan reluctantly got up from Flamme's embrace. Although he wanted to stay there forever, it seemed that something unexpected had happened around him.

A spatial tremor rippled outwards...