Facing the Golden-Haired Girl's eyes, the Heretic Leader, who had just made such a bold boast, suddenly felt a little dry-mouthed.
Only then did Ash realize he had gotten carried away. He was just an ordinary Legendary Arcanist. He still had plenty of wishes he couldn't fulfill himself; Silver Lamp was still waiting for him in the silent, dark Senluo; Vishy was still nowhere near willing to follow the rules; and that wasn't even mentioning the irreconcilable conflict between Sword Maiden and Witch... How had he dared to speak grandly in front of this girl like some genie in a lamp?
But perhaps it was precisely because he was in front of Philly that Ash had said something like that. She was like a seed blown into barren land, with no spring willing to let her sprout, yet she still struggled to bloom in the wrong winter. She believed in him so much, was so innocent that she never doubted him, and thought of him from the bottom of her heart... Ash had already disappointed her once. How could he disappoint her a second time?
"Philly." Ash let out a breath. "Do you know? When the weather is cold, covering yourself with a blanket makes you warm, but it isn't the blanket warming you. On the contrary, it's actually you warming the blanket."
"So... do you understand what I mean?"
Philly blinked and hesitated for a moment. "...The weather has been cold lately, so I should cover myself with a blanket at night?"
"...Exactly. Don't catch a cold when it's cold out!" Ash slapped his own face hard. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end he steadied himself and said seriously, "Back to the point. Any wish is fine. Even if I can't do it, I'll still