Unicorns did not have exceptionally long lifespans, but theirs were hardly short, either.
To Weiwei, the dozen or so years since they last met had not felt like very long.
So she felt no distance between them when she saw John again.
Weiwei invited John to the unicorns' home.
Only pure-hearted people who had earned the unicorns' trust could go there.
Unicorns were kindhearted creatures. They would guide pure-hearted people who lost their way in the forest.
That was why unicorns featured in so many stories even in the ordinary world.
But as those stories spread, helping the pure-hearted became helping pure virgins.
The unicorns' home lay behind a waterfall. Occasionally, centaurs could be seen watching the unicorns from afar.
The two groups got along quite well.
The centaurs served as something like guardians.
John still could not bring himself to like their disposition, though.
Many unicorns lived there. Hagrid said in surprise, "All the unicorns disappeared recently. So this is where they've been."
"Those fellows came here, searching everywhere for unicorns."
A commanding male voice rang out. Seeing the tall unicorn, Weiwei said happily, "Father."
John greeted him as well. "Clark, tell me about those fellows."
This unicorn was Weiwei's father and the Wong of the herd.
Unlike Weiwei, Clark could speak directly to people without touching them with his horn.
"Weiwei, take Hagrid around first. Remember not to take him to the tree hollow. The wine he drank last time nearly tore us apart." Clark addressed Weiwei first.
Stars was a wine made from pure magic power, and any living creature with Wisdom and magic found its deadly allure irresistible.
Several bottles of Stars that John had left behind were hidden in the tree hollow. He had traded them for unicorn horns during his school years.
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