On the other side, Iver and Grace, who had been teleported away, landed directly in a wheat field far from any sign of human habitation.
After landing, Grace's first reaction was to check Iver's condition.
After confirming that he was indeed unharmed, the elf girl said half-jokingly, "Her Majesty Titania's personality is pretty cute, isn't it?"
"Indeed."
Iver nodded in agreement.
Although calling a celestial an "adorable" person sounded strange no matter how he looked at it, the description fit Titania perfectly.
"Come with me first," Grace said casually. "We can walk in any direction. Since Her Majesty is willing to help, we'll definitely be able to find Anastasia."
Is it really that miraculous?
Iver thought this as he followed Grace onward.
After walking for quite some time, Grace, feeling a little bored, fell two steps behind before coming alongside Iver and chatting with him. "Did you know? The current Her Majesty Titania is actually only a little over two hundred years old, making her somewhat younger than me."
Grace opened with an unexpected statement.
Iver was somewhat surprised. "The current one...?"
"You didn't know? Every Fairy Queen is called Titania, and every Fairy King is called Oberon. For cute, benevolent neighbors like us, they may change their names at any time. But only the name of 'Her Majesty' remains fixed."
Grace looked nostalgic. "When I was little, I was learning how to brew Moonlight Wine. Once, because I was greedy, I licked my finger. After I fell asleep, my soul drifted into the Fairy Kingdom.
"At the time, I happened to meet a little girl. She was a Half-Elf... In terms of human age, she was probably only eleven or twelve. I was slightly older than her then, so we played together for a long time, until my mother