Letting Go
Night fell, Li Yan was enveloped in darkness, struggling to breathe but unable to catch her breath.
After a struggle, Li Yan woke up from her dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw a black button that had been opened, and on the black button was a stunningly beautiful face.
"Hmm... what's wrong, A Yan? Did you have a nightmare?"
Flamme rubbed her eyes sleepily and gently stroked Li Yan's head with her delicate hand.
"No... Godmother, how long have I been asleep?"
Li Yan felt that his memory was in disarray and he couldn't remember where he was.
"It's already evening, A Yan. You've slept all day. Are you thirsty? Are you a little hungry? Would you like your Godmother to go to the kitchen and cook some noodles for you?"
Flamme spoke up with concern.
Li Yan shook her head. "Godmother, I'm not hungry or thirsty. Let's go back to sleep."
Watching Li Yan slowly close her eyes again, Flamme gently hugged Li Yan tightly, saying, "Being held like this will prevent you from having nightmares anymore."
The morning sunlight streamed through the window. Having escaped a warm embrace, Li Yan slowly opened her eyes. All she saw was pristine white. Looking up slightly, she saw Flamme's peaceful sleeping face, her long orange hair pressed against the pillow, her fair skin, like warm jade, radiating health.
The fragrance was a familiar scent. Li Yan felt as if her entire body had been infused with her Godmother's aroma, just like when she was a child, her body smelled wonderful.
Li Yan gently pressed the bed board as he got up, his head feeling a little dizzy, perhaps a lingering effect of staying up all night. An uncomfortable feeling lingered in Li Yan's heart. He went into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror with messy hair. He was somewhat silent, shaking the uncomfortable feeling out of his mind. He scooped up some water and washed his face. The refreshing feeling gradually made Li Yan wake up.
"A Yan, you're awake. Are you hungry?"
Hearing the noise from the bathroom, Flamme called out softly and stepped into the bathroom, still feeling a bit sleepy. Her slightly messy orange hair was swept up high.
After washing up, Li Yan smiled as she looked at Flamme, who was yawning and looking sleepy, and asked, "Godmother, didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Hmm, no, I slept really well, which is something I haven't done in a long time."
Flamme leaned closer, chuckled, patted Li Yan's head, and then leaned against Li Yan's back.
Feeling the pressure on his back, Li Yan blushed as he walked out of the bathroom. His Godmother was deliberately teasing him; he was clearly no longer a child.
While eating the breakfast made by the robotic puppet, Li Yan's thoughts were already drifting towards magic. Since the magic chariot could not be researched at the moment, he could accumulate some magical knowledge and read through his grandmaster Seria's entire magic library. Perhaps he could find some useful knowledge in it.
Li Yan aside the urgent task of developing the magic chariot, and Li Yan felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart. He was still young and had plenty of time; there was no need to rush to develop a perfect magic chariot.
After breakfast, Li Yan went to find his grandmaster, Seria. He planned to put aside the matter of the magic chariot for now and consolidate his magical accumulation.
"Hmm, can't make it?"
Serie lay on her sleeping bag in a tree outside the castle, leisurely reading Magic Tome. The warm sunlight shone on her body, and several Mechanical Magic Puppets around her fed her cut fruit and fries.
Looking at his grandmaster Celia's decadent lifestyle, Li Yan couldn't help but blink. These days, he had been buried in his studies of mechanical dynamics and the output and defense of magic, and had not properly enjoyed the decadent life that a nobleman should enjoy.
"Some core issues cannot be resolved."
Li Yan sat down next to Serie, picked up her fries, and stuffed them into his mouth without any hesitation. Serie glanced at Li Yan and lightly kicked his butt with her calf.
"That just proves you haven't mastered it enough. My magic library should have quite a few Magic Tome about mechanics. Go and take a look, and create some more fun and practical things."
Serie spoke calmly, then coughed lightly as if she were a little thirsty. The surrounding Mechanical Magic Puppets then offered Serie a can of cola with ice.
"Your Mechanical Magic Puppets is indeed a very convenient thing, it even saves me the trouble of using magic. Keep it up, Grandmaster, I have high hopes for you."
Serie lay comfortably on her sleeping bag, her snow-white legs gently swaying.
Grandmaster Celia didn't offer any good advice, but her relaxed lifestyle provided Li Yan with considerable psychological comfort. Although he hadn't built the magic chariot, he had already achieved a very good result. What he lacked was key knowledge, and he still needed to learn more.
Upon entering the castle, Li Yan planned to seek out his Junior Sister Frieren, Frieren. He wondered what kind of advice Junior Sister would give regarding the Mana chariot.
Staring at the tightly closed door, Li Yan pushed it open expressionlessly. What came into view was a silly Elf who was still fast asleep with her head on the floor. Her messy white hair was scattered on the floor, indicating that she hadn't had a haircut in a long time. Her white pajamas revealed a glimpse of her porcelain-white shoulders. Her sleeping posture was extremely unrestrained. Even though her head was on the floor and her body was on the bed, it didn't stop her from continuing to sleep.
"Junior Sister! It's already nine o'clock, why are you still sleeping in?"
Li Yan approached Frieren, gently pinching and rubbing Frieren cheeks back and forth; her chubby, adorable little face was exceptionally plump.
"Please, senior brother, let me sleep a little longer. I didn't fall asleep until two or three in the morning last night."
Frieren whispered pitifully, her little face full of resistance to getting out of bed.
Looking at the languid Frieren, Li Yan sighed softly, picked Frieren up and placed her on the bed, gently covering her with the blanket.
"Why do you bounce around like a little kid while you sleep? What a silly junior Junior Sister."
After a gentle rebuke, Li Yan looked at the peacefully sleeping Frillie with a tender expression, gently closed the door, and shook his head, dismissing his junior sister's suggestion. He then walked towards his grandmaster Seria's magic library.
Looking at the familiar magic library, Li Yan casually picked up Magic Tome that was already a bit dusty. This Magic Tome recorded knowledge on how to effectively use Water Magic. It was quite old. The magic library had never been cleaned. The Mechanical Magic Puppets too bulky and mechanical. For the safety of the Magic Tome, Li Yan simply did not arrange for the Mechanical Magic Puppets to clean the magic library.
Looks like I need to clean off the dust.
Li Yan muttered to herself. No one had entered for many years. Occasionally, Frieren and the Little Fool would come in, take a book, and leave, but they didn't stay there all the time.