"How could that do? I haven't even gotten to show off and take you flying yet!"
When Little Eight heard that Green was actually going back to the Dimensional Esophagus, it began shouting loudly.
Yet as a creature at the very bottom of the food chain, appearing in the form of a little girl on top of that, coupled with the unfathomable, illusory lives of these creatures in the Dimensional Gap, Green's rationality, devoted to probing the mysteries of truth, was on the verge of collapse.
"Bahongni Weixi, let him go. Beautiful things all need freedom. Only then can they become even more beautiful."
Beautiful Big Goose sighed. A moment ago, it had been a ruthless character relentlessly smashing a magic mirror; now, it had turned into a poet filled with boundless sentiment. With a rueful sigh, it said, "The pursuit of beauty is everyone's nature. Haven't you seen it? Even though these ugly ducklings are so loathed by the giants that they will not even roast them to eat, when they see me, they do not end their humble, ugly lives out of inferiority. Instead, they pursue me, because... I am beauty itself."
After hearing Beautiful Big Goose's words, Little Eight actually nodded slowly.
"You're right. It was the same in the Wizard World. Those foolish fellows clearly knew that no matter how hard they tried, they would not amount to even one in a million of Baye, yet they still struggled desperately onward. A genius of outstanding talent like Baye sometimes truly envies them, for being able to live such fulfilling lives. Unlike me, sigh... I only need to play to my heart's content, eat nut cakes with Yeye, and have a little afternoon tea, yet I have always been a height they can only look up to.