He was certainly moved, but some things were truly impossible to put into words.
Besides, one idiot was still "asleep" right now.
So.
All she needed to do was treat them the same way she always had.
There was no need for any excessive outpouring of emotion.
And so.
Lan Qingyou tucked Little Spoon into the little pocket on her chest reserved just for them.
Then she flew down from Steel Wool's enormous, hill-like body.
She went over to where everyone from the manor was gathered.
They really weren't very far away.
They were right beneath Steel Wool's body.
It was just that Steel Wool was so big that Lan Qingyou had been standing rather high up...
"What's going on?"
"Come on, tell us."
"You were standing up there just now. You must have learned something."
"Spill it. We all know you know."
Seeing Lan Qingyou come down from her familiar, the whole crowd swarmed around her.
Naturally, Xiao Feng, who had dealt with Steel Wool quite a few times, was among them.
After coming over, he didn't join the manor's residents in making Lan Qingyou the focus of their questions.
Instead, he turned his head, looking somewhat unsettled as his gaze moved back and forth between the pocket on Lan Qingyou's chest and the "hill" nearby.
To be honest.
He had led his people against this "Night Owl" for decades.
Although they had won more often than they lost, its cunning had undoubtedly caused Xiao Feng no end of suffering.
Who would have thought it was actually his teacher's familiar?
Complicated.
His mood was complicated.
His feelings were even more complicated.
After all, no matter how careful they were, battles always brought casualties.
There was no question about that.
So, apart from the initial battles.
Xiao Feng had basically