The woman in the long green dress walked up to the Thoughtform, revealing a seductive smile. "I didn't expect anyone to be in such a remote place!"
"Quite a few children who come here to play think the same thing."
"Are you alone?"
"There shouldn't be anyone else." The Thoughtform shrugged. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm looking for some Mithras Passages." Lorelei spoke bluntly. "You'll help me, right?"
The Thoughtform seemed to realize something. Just as he was about to refuse, an order entered his mind: obey this woman's commands.
But that command was torn to shreds in an instant. His mental defenses were flawless; no one had ever been able to control him.
Charm Magic? Released with every gesture?
No, that wasn't right. It had to be her words.
The Thoughtform thought to himself that he could not act rashly until he figured out this woman's background.
He immediately put on a devout and respectful expression. "Of course. I'll definitely help you."
"Good. I'm thirsty and hungry now. Get me some food and water first."
"No problem." The Thoughtform plucked two white apples directly from a fruit tree, then took out a jug of Air Water from a makeshift shack. "Please."
Lorelei did not stand on ceremony. She picked up a fruit and began eating. "Not bad. Did you grow these?"
"It took a lot of effort to cultivate them."
"Apples like these are good enough for an aristocrat's dining table."
"You flatter me, my lady." The Thoughtform smiled sheepishly. Although the white apples only had a capture level of one, their sweetness and texture were beyond comparison with ordinary apples.
"Beautiful lady, I still don't know your name!"
"Lorelei." The corners of Lorelei's lips curved upward. "My name is Lorelei."
All right. Never heard of her.
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