Chapter 3777: What Are You Plotting? (1)
It was already late at night.
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"Mmm..."
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Annie stretched, then smacked her lips as she savored the snacks she'd just had for a late-night meal. She hadn't done a thing all day, but now she finally pushed herself up from the sofa and stood.
Outside, the mountain campsite where their luxurious carriage—serving as a mobile home—was parked remained quiet.
Thanks to the Muggle-Repelling Charm and other similar concealment magic, neither people nor wild animals would come anywhere near.
Dinner in the carriage had ended long ago. Fern had already cleared away the dishes, and all three of them had even bathed early.
But Annie had been too busy eating snacks in the living room and watching cartoons on a magical screen to notice until now:
After bathing, those three—Elaina, Frieren, and Fern—hadn't gone back to their rooms to rest like they usually did, or stayed in the living room to read as they often did. At some point, they had all slipped into Frieren's room and mysteriously shut the door.
Time ticked by, but the door still hadn't opened by the time Annie was ready for bed.
"......"
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Full and satisfied, Annie carried her plush teddy bear, Tibbers, and was just about to head back to bed. Curiosity got the better of her, and she glanced at the door several more times.
In the end, she couldn't resist. Like a little cat sneaking off to steal a treat, she tiptoed over to Frieren's door and gently pushed it open a crack. Hiding behind the door, she cautiously poked her little head inside.
"Hello?"
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Inside, the magical lamp cast a soft glow. Frieren, Fern, and Elaina had all changed into comfortable pajamas and were sitting around Frieren's not-too-large