Are You Leaving?

Lan Fozi tilted her enormous head, seeming to ponder Ursula's words.

Indeed, no matter how vividly Ursula described it, they were only words.

How large was a city? How bright were its lights? How lively were its gatherings? She had no way of truly imagining it.

"Then... what should we do?" Lan Fozi asked anxiously.

Seeing Lan Fozi's eager expression, Ursula knew the timing was about right.

She smiled softly, extended a tentacle behind the altar, felt around for a moment, and took out two items.

One was a small whistle carved from some kind of white bone, with simple wave patterns etched onto it.

The other was a somewhat warped, rust-covered brass frame, with several colorful, thin fragments still clinging to it, as fragile as fish scales.

"Just hearing about it truly isn't enough," Ursula said, pushing the two items toward Lan Fozi.

"This whistle can imitate the bustle of a marketplace in a human city when blown. It only lasts a short while, but perhaps it can give you a hint of the atmosphere there."

"And this," she said, pointing at the brass frame, "I found it aboard a sunken human merchant ship. They call it a kaleidoscope. Look through this little hole, and you can see dazzling, ever-changing patterns made of colored fragments. They say it imitates the brilliant lights humans see during their festivals."

Naturally, Hu Shan and Jia Shan had selected these two lucky finds according to her instructions from waters closer to land, where human ships often sailed.

A trace of insignificant illusory sound magic had been added to the bone whistle. The kaleidoscope, meanwhile, was merely an ordinary toy.

But in Lan Fozi's eyes, having never encountered human creations before, these two things radiated an indescribable charm.

"Really?" Lan Fozi's eyes instantly widened,