"Where are they going?" Cunlü asked curiously.
"The Floating Castle of the Lord of Aglaia is quite famous," a ethereal voice came. "Candlekeep doesn't have the ability to make flowers and trees bloom in all four seasons, but when building this Crystal Foyer, Ulrant also built a Sun Hall filled with blooming flowers at the highest point of the Great Library, and he has been welcoming guests there these past few years.
Sigh... The sunlight there is very bright, yet I have no way to enjoy it."
The few of them turned back in astonishment to see Nanfeng stepping out from the reversing and opening wall behind them, as well as the silver dragon with outstretched limbs in the oil painting on the wall.
"Sorry, I don't like appearing in front of so many people and communicating in a ghost's form, combat excluded," Miirym said softly. "On the contrary, it's very comfortable when I'm in the oil painting; at least I'm still my former self."
"Lady Miirym wants to invite us to the Underground Labyrinth to hang out," Nanfeng said with a straight face. "Of course, the first person I thought of was my own most beloved wife~"
Cunlü couldn't help but shudder all over, looking at her own husband with a peculiar gaze... It took nearly a minute before she said in a slow tone, "Of course, I will always be the first, won't I? Dear Feng."
Nasr silently walked away a few more steps.
Edna asked with a cheerful smile, "Should I go notify the others?"
"Forget it." Old School Striking King looked left and right, and said with a blank expression, "It's a bit too difficult for Leonard to go be a guest at a ghost's home.
Luka and Dervis... Let's just leave them here to learn