A Request from 'Fern'

"Until the death of the hero Himmel, when the remnants of the demon race returned and began to wreak havoc."

Wirbel continued calmly:

"Now I understand."

"Whether it's the Tower of a Thousand Mirrors, or the battle between the Undying Beze and the Royal Prison Dragon."

"Even the Demon King and such have absolutely nothing to do with our village."

"Everyone is already doing their best just to maintain that peaceful life each day."

"If the hero Himmel hadn't come to our village, even if the Demon King had been defeated and the world had achieved peace."

"Our village must have disappeared long ago."

After listening for a while, Frieren finally asked, "I see. So what are you trying to say?"

Wirbel chuckled softly and said:

"It was the mundane adventures of the hero Himmel that kept me going until today."

That's all I wanted to say.

After saying that, Wirbel looked at his teammates who were waiting for him in the distance.

Ehre and Sharf.

He nodded to them, then stood up and said:

We've been talking for a little while.

In the end, I went back with them.

Wirbel turned to look at Frieren and said seriously:

"Frieren, cherish every encounter."

"Death is not the only thing that can separate people forever."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wirbel paused, then chuckled and said:

"No, I think you should have understood that long ago."

Wirbel walked towards his teammates.

But Frieren stood there, stunned.

Viabel's words reminded her of things from the past.

Himmel accepted a commission to transport goods.

However, they were stopped by a flock of sheep during the transport.

So the group waited quietly for the sheep to pass by.

Heiter asked, "Frieren, can't we use magic to move them all over one by one?"

"Then I'll be left here all alone."

Because of his height, Eisen, who was carrying the goods on his head, looked at Himmel was also holding a box, and asked:

"Himmel, we must defeat the Demon King as soon as possible."

What's the point of doing these small, insignificant acts of kindness here?

"Indeed, these are just small acts of kindness."

Himmel smiled and patiently explained, "Even if we do more of these things, the world probably won't change."

"However, I cannot stand idly by while people are facing difficulties."

Frieren glanced at Wirbel and the other two who were talking in the distance.

He then closed the magic book in his hand and looked up at the sky.

He murmured:

"Don't worry, Himmel."

"The world has already changed because of this."

Evening.

After returning to the hotel, Fern found Rienta.

Without saying a word, she dragged him to a secluded spot.

Rienta looked at Fern with some confusion and asked:

"Fern, what's wrong with you...?"

"Hmph!" Fern glared at Rienta first, then stared at him angrily.

"You're not still angry, are you, Fern?"

"I was just saying it offhand."

Rienta looked at the furious Fern with a hint of helplessness.

But something still felt off.

Why is Fern still angry even though she's already had some dessert?

"Ahem," Fern coughed lightly, and said with a serious expression:

"Rienta, if you do me just one favor, I won't be angry anymore."

"?" Rienta was taken aback, then immediately understood.

No longer wearing a long face, he said with a slightly teasing tone, "Okay, okay."

"What does Fern want me to do?"

Fern looked around to make sure no one could hear him.

He leaned closer to Rienta and whispered:

"Rienta, I'm sure you know you have a remarkable talent for studying magic."

"Really."

Rienta nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the time was right, Fern lowered his voice even further.

He said:

"Then, as a genius in magic research, Rienta will surely be able to develop a magic that allows you to eat whatever you want without gaining weight."

"Right? Rienta can definitely do it, right?"

Upon hearing Fern's request, Rienta subconsciously considered the feasibility of this magic in her mind.

Then, his mouth involuntarily uttered:

"Theoretically speaking, it is indeed possible..."

He realized what he had just said.

Meeting Fern's expectant gaze,

He chuckled and said:

"Alright, then I'll accept Fern's request."

"Thank you Rienta!"

After they finished talking, the two gathered in Frieren's room.

Fern ignored the probing gazes of Frieren and Stark in the room.

He walked straight to the bedside, sat down, looked at the two of them, and said:

"There's a ceremony tonight to award First-Class Mage [privileges], and you can bring companions."

"This is a rare opportunity, let's go together."

Stark, on the other hand, seemed completely unconcerned; Rienta had already told him about this beforehand.

So he nodded to Fern.

"I don't care."

Fern was quite pleased with what he saw, then looked at the reluctant Frieren with some confusion.

But Frieren didn't say much.

So the four of them headed towards the Continental Magicians Association.

Didn't they say that companions would be allowed to come in together?

Fern looked at the young woman in front of him, puzzled, and asked.

"I'm so sorry," the receptionist said, her voice full of apology.

Among the four people in front of me, two are First-Class Mages, and the other is someone my colleague called the 'last great mage'.

He said cautiously:

"Lady Frieren is forbidden from entering; this is Lady Serie's order."

After saying that, he continued to add:

"For the next thousand years, Lady Frieren is forbidden from entering any continental magic guild facilities."

"Furthermore, Rienta is not allowed to use magic after entering the Continental Magicians Association."

"???"

A big question mark appeared above Rienta.

There are indeed three question marks.

And it's the kind that's bold, enlarged, and has a dazzling effect.

He has recently been modifying the way Shadow-Driving Magic is presented.

We strive to avoid being confined to a single, specific shape.

Furthermore, the fact that casting magic has a casting animation is definitely a bug.

A clone of Frieren could send Fern with a single glance.

There's no reason I can't do it.

However, due to time constraints, it can only be considered an unfinished product.

Everyone present stared blankly at the top of Rienta's head.

The receptionist said with a hint of helplessness:

"Lady Rienta, please cancel this somewhat... this spell."

Rienta quickly regained her composure, and the glittering question mark above her head disappeared.

Somewhat awkwardly, she hid behind Fern.

Fern gave Rienta a helpless glare.

He then composed himself and glared indignantly at the receptionist.

He asked, "Did Lady Frieren do something wrong?"

The receptionist hadn't yet figured out how to answer.

Frieren had recovered from the moment she was stunned by the physical question mark.

His face regained its previous expression.

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He said:

"There's nothing I can do; I made Serie unhappy."

"Honestly, Serie is just like a little kid."

He then turned and prepared to leave.

Without turning his head, he said:

"But anyway, it wasn't my choice to come."

"Don't worry about me, I'll wait for you outside."

Seeing this, Stark also said to Rienta and Fern:

"Then I'll wait for you outside."

After saying that, he ran towards Frieren was almost at the door.

"Wait for me, Frieren."