A Box?

Frieren spent nearly ten minutes explaining to Rienta the construction ideas and basic principles of the [magic to undo the 'Magic That Turns All Things to Gold'].

Upon hearing this, Rienta understood.

Having independently developed several Original Magic, how could he not deduce the result after Frieren's detailed explanation?

"Lady Frieren, this doesn't make sense..."

After speaking, Rienta paused for a moment and added:

"Of course, I know that magic is inherently based on imagination."

"What I mean is, even after being [Golden Transformation], the time of those organisms or plants still flows, doesn't it?"

"So, in my opinion..."

Rienta attempted to explain her perspective to Frieren.

But Frieren raised her hand to interrupt him, then said softly:

I understand what you mean.

"But, Rienta..."

"This is a world of magic."

Rienta was stunned. When Frieren said those words, her eyes seemed to contain a lot of things.

Moreover, it seems he understood.

What is this?

Box?

Rienta opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but the words of explanation stuck in her throat.

Inside the room.

The two sat facing each other in silence for a long time, neither speaking again.

As an elf, Frieren has a long lifespan; as a disciple of Flamme, she has lived for over a thousand years.

With nearly a century of travel, it can be said that she left her mark on virtually the entire continent.

Even so, she had never seen any of the dishes that Rienta had prepared.

Of course, this is just a minor point.

Occasionally, thought-provoking words, profound verses, or even incomprehensible language will emerge.

There are also strange attitudes towards nobles, magic that can still be used in the [Demon-Sealing Ore Vein], and strange Mirror Images during the First-Class Mage exam, etc.

I don't know how much time passed.

The aroma of food from the living room wafted into the bedroom.

After a long moment of stunned Rienta took a deep breath, stood up, and looked as solemn as if she were making an oath.

"Lord Frieren."

"I am Rienta, your disciple, and also Fern's brother."

Frieren smiled slightly, stood up, and walked to Rienta's side.

There was no lengthy explanation, but she was very satisfied with the answer.

Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the two of them.

Rienta is now significantly taller than Frieren.

Frieren had to stand on tiptoe to place her hand on Rienta's head as usual.

After gently stroking it a few times, she said softly, "I'll take care of dispelling the [Golden Land] quest."

"Tell the outside world that Rienta's Mana is insufficient to dismantle the entire [Golden Land]."

Rienta nodded and replied, "Yes, I understand."

Frieren withdrew her hand, dispelling the Soundproofing Magic in the bedroom, and walked towards the door.

"Well then, Rienta, it's time to eat."

"Um."

At night.

A bright moon leaped to the treetops, its light spilling out and falling through the window onto the Grimoire that Rienta was writing on.

What he wrote was the magic [to undo the 'Magic That Turns All Things to Gold'] developed by Frieren.

However, the name was a bit awkward to pronounce, so Rienta simply named it [Dispel Magic].

Inside the bedroom, Stark is doing post-dinner activities, including a handstand push-up.

Several stones, engraved with the words "[Magic That Makes Stones Heavier]", were also tied around his waist.

"401, 402, 403..."

The scratching of the pen on the paper and the counting of Stark continued until late at night.

"4919.4920.4921..."

Stark's post-dinner exercise continues.

At this moment, [Dispel Magic] was also completely compiled by Rienta into a Grimoire.

After finishing writing the last sentence of the magic construction theory, Rienta stretched and let out an unintelligible groan.

Then, Rienta put away the Grimoire, casually placed it into her [Personal Space], and walked outside.

As they passed through Stark, Rienta stopped and gave him an inquiring look.

Stark: "4979... Three double-cooked pork cutlet omelets, 4980..."

Rienta nodded, opened the bedroom door, and headed straight for the kitchen.

Wash hands, steam rice, prepare vegetables, cook in a wok, heat oil.

An hour and a half later.

The midnight snack is ready.

Four people, including Dunkel, including Frieren, had already gathered in the living room.

Fern and Frieren were talking in hushed tones.

Dunkel sat on the sofa drinking tea.

Stark had just taken a shower and was drying his hair.

"Time for a midnight snack!"

Rienta, wearing an apron and carrying two large trays, walked towards the dining table in the living room.

Due to time constraints, he didn't prepare a lavish late-night snack.

Everyone was served the same: fried pork cutlet with omelet rice, a side of seasonal vegetables to cleanse the palate, a bowl of radish and meatball soup, and a self-selected cold drink.

Of course, all of the above are unlimited.

Rienta only chose this combination because it looks pleasing to the eye.

At the dining table.

The sound of 'kazkaz' kept ringing out.

Everyone's first choice was that thick, golden, and fragrant fried pork chop.

With one bite, the crispy outer layer encases the juicy meat, bursting in your mouth.

It's served with an omelet rice topped with meat sauce.

Five ants!

Dunkel gave Rienta a thumbs up.

Rienta smiled and nodded without saying a word.

"I've heard there's a Demons here who's obsessed with studying humans. Is that you?"

On an unnamed coastline.

Macht walked toward a Demons girl who was crouching on the shore observing a huge fish that looked like it had just died.

The Demons girl wore only a simple dress, and if it weren't for the two small pointed horns on her head, she would be almost indistinguishable from a human.

"Um."

Upon hearing this, the Demons girl turned around and extended her right hand towards the luxuriously dressed Macht.

My name is Solitär.

Macht lowered his head slightly and glanced at Solitär's outstretched hand.

"I am Macht."

After a brief self-introduction, Macht still ignored Solitär's handshake.

Crouch down, just like Solitär had done before, and begin to observe the enormous fish.

Solitär didn't seem to mind, and asked with a smile, "Is this your first time seeing such a creature?"

Macht said casually, "Hmm, there are such big fish here."

Solitär said with some delight, "I see, this guy really does look like a fish."

Having said that, Solitär pulled Macht along to the house it had converted from a human shipyard.

The room, covering several hundred square meters, is filled with skeletal specimens of various creatures.

Macht looked at the specimen suspended in mid-air by a rope and asked, "Is it the same kind of fish as before?"

Solitär said softly, "One of them is."

There were very few suspended specimens, only two, and they were similar in size, differing only in details.

One abdomen has sharp claws, while the other has fins.

It was rare for someone to come and chat with Solitär, so she was in a very talkative mood at the moment.

"The skeletons of these two creatures are completely different, right?"

Have you heard of Convergent Evolution?

Macht shook his head. "... No."

Solitär pointed to one of the skeletons with a fin and said, "It's just a fish."

He then pointed to another animal with claw-like bones on its abdomen and declared, "This is just a mammal."

"I heard that the ancestors of this creature once lived on land."

However, thousands of years of marine life have gradually changed their appearance.

Eventually, their form also became similar to that of some large fish.

"These two, despite having the same appearance, are actually completely different creatures."

Solitär turned around excitedly, looked at Macht, and said:

"That's interesting, isn't it?"