The Youngest Sword Cultivator in a World of Magic
Chapter 95

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The Purified Beast Cores Ye Chuqi had were also purified, but the Spirit Spring in her space had made them clearer and purer than any Alchemy Array could. Surely they would draw more attention from the Reedleaf Elves—if the Reedleaf Elves really existed.

At this point, Ye Chuqi's attitude was simple: I'm already here.

So she took her place behind Duwak.

Duwak brightened at once. "That's the spirit! We're already here, so we might as well join in. It's pretty fun."

Ye Chuqi: "..."

"Afterward, I'll take you around over there. A lot of the stalls have great food. Try some, and if you find anything you like, buy extra. Some of it makes good travel rations—perfect for snacking on along the road."

"You know this place well."

"Hahaha. The Red Fang Mercenary Corps mostly travels this route. Aside from the wilderness, Liao Leaf Town is where we spend the most time. We come to the festival almost every year. Sometimes, when the others don't have an assignment, they even come here on vacation."

"Do you bring a gift every year?"

"Whenever I'm here, I do. But my luck's never been that good. The Reedleaf Elves have never accepted one of my gifts."

"I think your luck's pretty good..." Ye Chuqi muttered. After all, he had been the first to find her. But then she asked, "Is it the same gift every year?" The box in Duwak's hands looked delicate and carefully prepared, but a closer look revealed faint wear along the edges. Even the ribbon had faded a little. It gave Ye Chuqi a rather unfortunate suspicion.

Duwak chuckled. "I give them this one every year. I know the Reedleaf Elves don't like it, but it's my favorite and most precious possession. I want to share it with them.

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