"Branch stream?" Sean looked puzzled.
The Little Squirrel before them was the guardian of this place. Though it looked rather strange, this place was at least not dangerous, so that fit.
But the term this guardian had uttered left him confused.
Even now, Sean did not really understand what kind of existence Avalon's lake was.
Clearly, the so-called lake water was different from the concept of water in the present world.
The Little Squirrel blinked in a very human-like manner. "A branch stream is a branch stream!"
Why did this little fellow seem like it did not understand either...
Sean took a step forward and crouched down, gazing sincerely at it with gentle eyes—his Magical Creature Affinity was somewhat useful even against ordinary animals. If it had been an ordinary Magical Creature, it would already have fallen for him.
Of course, he did not think this Little Squirrel was a normal squirrel. But as long as it was a Magical Creature, it would definitely be affected.
Sure enough, after meeting Sean's lake-blue eyes, the gray-blue Little Squirrel scratched its head in confusion. Then, like a shy little girl, it fidgeted with its tiny paws.
It worked... Sean struck while the iron was hot. He flashed a smile that could slay maidens and serve as an aphrodisiac for Magical Creatures, then asked warmly, "It's my first time here. Could you introduce this place to me?"
The gray-blue Little Squirrel stepped closer again. Its round black eyes fluttered as though it wanted to climb onto Sean's shoulder and play with him for a while.
But just as Sean moved closer, the Little Squirrel suddenly hopped back and burst into giggles. "You fell for it! Your ability won't affect me!"
Sean: "..."
This little thing was pretty clever...
With its paws on its