More importantly...
He narrowed his eyes and studied the village chief.
"Village chief, why aren't you ending your sentences with 'mi~'?"
"Hm?" The village chief froze, then slipped back into its distinctive singsong voice, with "mi" tacked onto the end. "It's really me, the village chief, mi~"
"I only add it when I feel like it. But if that's what you want, manager, I'm happy to oblige, mi!"
"Now, don't feel pressured, mi!"
It chuckled.
"I hope your time in the Lost Illusionary Realm becomes a precious memory for you all~"
With its instructions given, the village chief wandered off with Castorice.
Cyrene looked at Yan Huan with a smile, anticipation shining in her eyes.
"What do you think the Mystic Realm's grandest feast will be like? You must be curious too."
"The village chief has already gone ahead. Let's get moving."
Her voice was light. "If we take too long, the fairies will be stuck waiting for us."
"Huh? We're going now?" Yan Huan blinked and glanced instinctively toward the kitchen.
"Should we bring some cookware? Our staff will have to do the cooking, won't they?"
"It won't hurt to try the Little Fairies' cooking for once."
Cyrene took Yan Huan's hand and grinned. "You've never tried it either, have you?"
Her hand was warm and soft.
"Their dishes are simple, but they're not bad."
Cyrene led Yan Huan to the very top of the Lost Illusionary Realm.
Glowing mushrooms surrounded the platform like natural lanterns, bathing it in soft light.
A huge crowd of fairies had already gathered, their chatter as lively as a Musical Movement.
Some carried glowing fruit, while others dragged blankets woven from flower petals.
The sight of all their preparations made Yan Huan think, for some reason, of a send-off...
"Children of the