One day later.
Green had also awakened, but Nita was even more like a princess's loyal guard than Green, staying at Milly's side almost every moment to protect her.
"This is Mudalmo's sweetest fruit, called Young Qilin. It is rich in vital energy, and even in the Kingdom of Mudalmo, only the most prestigious local nobles are qualified to enjoy it. My father happened to acquire a few back then and preserved them with ice-energy sand crystals. Now, only someone as esteemed as you is qualified to enjoy them."
The scarlet fruit resembled a ball of flame. It was quite similar to the Wizard World's fire dragon fruit, yet more fragrant. Perhaps the harsh environment had made it all the more delicious and aromatic.
Poor Green. The moment he woke up, Nita ignored him.
After all, he was merely an attendant following Milly's side. In this world ruled by sandworms, the difference in martial strength among ordinary humans was limited to the individual level; it simply could not undergo a qualitative transformation and rise above the masses.
With elegant movements, Nita cut the Young Qilin fruit into delicate petal-like slices and served it on a crystal plate mixed with ice chips. Such treatment in the desert was no less than what even royalty might receive. But he was not finished. Nita extended his hand, adorned with a gemstone ring, and beckoned behind him. A servant hurriedly popped open a bottle of red wine with a bang, pouring it over the Young Qilin fruit and ice chips, allowing the fresh, cold fragrance released as the ice melted to blend completely.
Like a sage observing biological instinct, Green silently watched it all unfold, recalling scene after scene from his days as a wizard apprentice.
"Oh, you are too generous, my lord, to