After researching the uses of the Magic Armament with Xia Liang, it was already close to midnight. The three parted ways in the open space and each set off toward home.
Larkspur slowly left the open space and looked into the distance once more. Just as she found a relatively secluded spot and prepared to take off from there and fly home, she realized someone was following beside her.
It was Lin Xiaolu.
Lin Xiaolu stood beside her with her head lowered, looking hesitant and as though she wanted to speak but could not bring herself to do so. Clearly, she had something to say.
"What is it?" Larkspur asked directly.
Lin Xiaolu looked up at her, then lowered her gaze again. "Larkspur."
Seeing her call her by her codename, Larkspur turned around and looked at her seriously, indicating that she was listening.
"A few days ago, I heard about... well, that thing about my mother."
Lin Xiaolu still did not meet Larkspur's eyes. In a low voice, she said, "She was also a magical girl, wasn't she?"
"Mm."
"And she used to be your teammate."
"Yes."
Larkspur did not conceal anything in response to these questions. She knew Lin Xiaolu's doubts had arisen because she had shown her that old photograph a few days ago.
Whether to tell Lin Xiaolu that "Larkspur" knew Anya had been something he had considered carefully. After all, it would undoubtedly link Larkspur's identity to Lin Yun in Lin Xiaolu's mind.
Although she had no reason to realize they were the same person because of that, the risk had increased nonetheless.
But Larkspur also knew that she could not deceive Lin Xiaolu with two identities forever. As she spent more and more time with her daughter, Lin Xiaolu would eventually notice that Lin Yun