"Hmm, so at that Teacher Anaxa was...?"
"Ah... regarding that, Phainon and I studied at the Grove. At that Teacher Anaxa was in charge of teaching us about the Chrysos Heirs and Titan."
Castorice explained to Xing, "That's when I met Miss Hyacine —she was Teacher Anaxa."
"Incidentally, the Grove of Epiphany is an allied academy in Okhema —they safeguard the Core Flame of Cerces, are a leading institution for researching mysterious things like the Black Tide and Titan, and also provide academic research support for the Journey of Flame-Chase."
"Several Chrysos Heirs are also stationed there, including Miss Hyacine and Teacher Anaxa."
With Castorice having answered all his questions, Xing took out his baseball bat. "I have no more questions. Let's go!"
The next instant, Fulisina tapped her staff, and a dazzling " Gate of Myriad Paths " appeared before them.
"Who exactly is the priest of Janusapolis...?"
March 7th watched as Fulisina cast " Gate of Myriad Paths " and fell into deep thought. "The 'Eternity ' Emanator is still too overpowered."
"Okay, let's hold hands and go to the Grove!"
Xing and Castorice were the first to step into the " Gate of Myriad Paths," followed closely by Trianne, who had run all the way back from the outskirts of the city.
Just as Hyacine was about to follow, Fulisina called out to her.
"You... you shall remain here."
"Eh? Lady Fulisina... you're only saying this now...?"
Hyacine truly couldn't understand the High Priest's thought process; what did this mean when he was so caught up in his emotions?
Without saying a word, Fulisina tossed a brightly colored bar of soap and a letter to Hyacine.
"Following the Iridescent Number 8, the Iridescent Family has gained another powerful member!"
" Iridescent Family?"
Because the " Gate of Myriad Paths " given by Fulisina was a weakened version, it took several days for the three of them to finally arrive at the Grove of Epiphany.
At this moment, Trianne is lying on the stone bed, resting with her eyes closed, while Xing and Castorice sit around her, fiddling with the ruby and wool felt.
"Hmm... sewing the gemstones and felted wool together is a bit more difficult than I thought..."
Xing held up a wool felt, trying to wrap the ruby in Castorice's hand, but the thing was like a cunning wide noodle in a self-heating pan—it just wouldn't sew up.
"Tsk, craftsmanship isn't really suitable for Galactic Baseballer."
Star understands the importance of knowing when to back down, and after a busy day, the baseball hero still chose to put both of them into the hourglass necklace.
" Little Castorice is so skillful! I want to learn too!"
Mimi stood next to the two, acting as the atmosphere-setter, clapping continuously.
"Would Mimi like to try it too?" Castorice asked with a smile.
Xing, sandwiched between Castorice and Mimi, murmured, "Hiss... when did you two become so close?"
"It's been so many days, and Butterfly and I are already good friends!"
"It's truly amazing... After the battle of Nikador, her voice seemed to acquire a spirit. After spending these past few days with her, I think I'm gradually starting to understand the meaning behind her words... though only a small part of it."
"That means I'm growing up! Is it possible that once I have the Remembrance of felting wool, I'll grow hands as beautiful as Little Castorice's...?"
Xing gasped. "A pink puppy growing human hands? That sounds a bit far-fetched."
"That's so rude! How can you say something like that to a girl?"
Every time Castorice sees Xing and Mimi talking, she gets amused. "Heh~"
As everyone knows, Mimi is an adorable pink fairy who loves milk tea and is very generous!
"Just kidding! But I'm sure I'll gain a lot from this trip to the Grove of Epiphany."
"I'm really looking forward to it... I wonder what kind of changes will occur in them this time?"
"Ideally, I'd gain powerful skills, have furry skin... or become a beautiful girl?"
Mimi covered her mouth and muttered under her breath, "They actually made a wish come true... Also, don't shout so loudly!"
"However... what you said makes some sense. Not only is she cute on the outside, she also wants to pursue a career based on her talent!"
"Phew~ Is everyone awake? Little Little Grey, Little Little Castorice, and... the pink puppy?"
Trianne rubbed her eyes and walked over. This place was dark, quite suitable for sleeping.
"A... puppy...? How come even the species has changed!"
Mimi hung her head, "Why is even Trianne like this? Shouldn't it be Little Mimi?"
"It's time to set off now. How did you rest, Trianne? Judging from your sleep-talking, you must have had a long dream, right?"
"Hmm, talking in your sleep?" Trianne scratched his head. "What did Trianne say?"
"Hmm..." Mommy~ the doll with the sword~ fight side by side~ be brave!", "Teacher~ sweet milk tea~ let's finish together~ do our best!" and so on?
As if triggering some code, Xing instantly looked at Castorice: "Have you heard the story of milk tea?"
"Oh dear, how embarrassing... Please don't laugh at Trianne!"
"Of course not. Remember Trianne's mother, who was also Saintess of Janusapolis?"
"Yes! And she's the most powerful Saintess in the history of the City of Doors! She's the one who brought 'us' a prophecy of World-Saving to 'us'—and she has adorable red hair like a red mushroom!"
"However... it seems Trianne can't remember what her mother looks like. Even in my dream just now..."
Mimi flew to Trianne's side, "In that case, Xing and I will lend Little Trianne a hand!"
"But you don't have arms, you only have... pains."
"Oh dear~ it's just a metaphor, a metaphor." Mimi looked at Xing with some dissatisfaction, "You have such a sharp tongue!"
"You're sharp-tongued? Then drink milk tea!"
Xing unleashed a series of smooth, quick moves, successfully silencing the atmosphere.
Mimi ignored Xing's words, "Think about it, everyone, there are many memories left all over the world, and Little Trianne's mother must be among them."
"As long as they pay attention while searching for their Remembrance, and then with a 'bang'— Little Trianne can not only remember what her mother looks like, but she can even talk to her, right?"
Meanwhile, the "Holy City" of Okhema
Inside the " Pink Fairy " milk tea shop in the Cloud Stone Market
Today is peaceful and serene, which is perfect for March 7th, who runs a milk tea shop. They can follow the example of industry veterans and only operate for one hour before closing to relax!
"Ah~ The weather is beautiful today, the sun is shining brightly... I'm in an exceptionally good mood!"
On March 7th, feeling the warm breeze blowing in my face, I thought to myself, Xing has been gone for several days now. I hope she's safe and sound.
"Teacher Dan Heng, Miss Hyacine was called away by the priestess to run an errand... and now that I look around, how come I'm all alone?!"
On March 7th, I belatedly realized what was happening and collapsed onto a recliner, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Caring for children living alone Little March is everyone's responsibility.