Capítulo 723: Chapter 365: l’s Recipe, Astronomical Society, Pleased to et You All
This selection trial that spans the entire Destiny Empire’s wizard forces definitely won’t lack opponents.
Of course, Ronan’s primary goal is still to et the Prophet of the Destiny Pendulum and obtain clues about the Awakening Snake.
“Hmm?”
Ronan was pondering when he suddenly noticed that the black Light Cocoon ford by the Secret Chrysalis inside him seed to have grown slightly larger, with so faint purple patterns appearing on its surface.
“Only now does it seem truly close to complete maturity..”
Ronan mused, “It seems the transformation of the physical body is accelerating the maturity of the Secret Chrysalis.”
This counts as good news.
The Communication Crystal suddenly emitted a flickering light nearby, catching Ronan’s attention.
In the Forgotten Land, the signal of the Communication Crystal is extrely unstable, with frequent signal loss or delays, thus requiring special communication tools.
It’s rather rare for the Spirit Lake Wizard’s standard Communication Crystal to actually receive ssages.
He casually waved his hand, bringing the Communication Crystal over and checked the ssage.
He found the ssage was from Heather.
After reading Heather’s ssage, Ronan’s expression beca peculiar, showing a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Heather claid in the ssage—
She had found the way to reach Quivada Oasis!
…..
The top of the waterway covered with green-black moss was illuminated by an old diamond-shaped Lighting Crystal, casting a peaceful faint blue light.
Unknown insects danced in the light, emitting intense energy waves as blue elental life forms patrolled around the area like loyal guards.
At the relatively serene center, a translucent energy light shield stood, with Ronan sitting on a velvet sofa chair, and Heather dressed like a chef beside him.
Heather wore an apron of deep blue with white lace trim, underneath which was a simple silk undergarnt, revealing arms like lotus stems and long, straight legs.
Heather naturally squatted down and began gently tapping Ronan’s shins with her soft fists, looking at him eagerly as if desperate for Ronan to do sothing.
Under Heather’s “attack,” Ronan finally gave in, reaching out to take a piece of the steaming pie from the tray in front of him.
Upon his return, Heather had expressed a strong desire to personally cook for him, seemingly in her separation from Ronan, she had plunged deeper into the role of a “maid,” constantly contemplating how to better please Ronan.
Ronan had doubts about Heather’s cooking skills, but seeing the pie baked to a slight golden brown, though with a strange aroma, it was not to the point of being inedible.
Moreover, Heather’s face was filled with nervous anticipation, so he finally bit into the pie.
The golden pie was missing a corner; Ronan’s slow chewing was a scene filled with joy and satisfaction for Heather.
Her beautiful eyes imdiately turned into crescent moons, smiling as she encircled Ronan’s shin more tightly.
After several breaths, Ronan stopped chewing, gazing at the pie in his hand, lost in thought.
“Heather.”
“I’m here, Master~”
“Why…. did you put a live frog in the baked pie?”
“Ah?”
Heather stood up quickly, surprised, “You don’t like it?
This is grandma’s most proud frog pie, almost every husband she had praised this dish highly..”
Ronan pursed his lips, shook his head, and placed the still slightly “twitching” pie back on the tray, saying: “Forget it.
Let’s talk about the matter concerning Quivada Oasis..”
Heather stopped herself from grabbing the pie to taste it, her delicate face grew serious, and she nodded solemnly.
Over the recent battles and trials in the Ancient Waterway, Heather had gained a sharp and capable aura, starkly contrasting with her previous spoiled deanor.
“..I encountered a group of ‘Astronomical Society’ wizards within the waterway ruins.
They had a partial map of the waterway, marked with the entrance to Quivada Oasis…”
“Astronomical Society?”
Ronan recited the na.
“A wizard force sowhat classified as large, with diocre spell inheritance, but strong research in astrology..”
Heather explained.
Ronan nodded, “They voluntarily disclosed information about Quivada Oasis, seeming due to your strength?”
“To be precise, because of my identity.”
Heather blinked, said resignedly, “They had the map but lacked the ability to pass through layers of waterways to reach the entrance, so they needed collaboration.
The Spirit Lake na is still quite useful externally, but they don’t know it’s… just the two of us.”
“How many are they in total? What’s their strength?”
“Five, all level 4, with one at level 4 late stage… I don’t know which one among them holds the map.”
Ronan glanced at Heather, who pouted, evidently having considered directly taking the map by force, matching her usual conduct.
“Where are they now?”
Ronan asked again.
“I don’t know.”
Heather shook her head, “But they left a communication tool…”
“Contact them.”
Ronan’s eyes flickered slightly, “We’ve already spent enough ti here.”
“Okay.”
Heather nodded. She sensed Ronan wanted to end the conversation, glanced at the pie on the coffee table, thought for a mont, and quickly said, “I’ll make a new one. Grandma taught how to make sparrow pie. Sparrows are hard to find here, but I can try to use bats instead…”
“Are they alive?”
“Of course, that’s the true essence of l’s recipe.”
“…..”
Ronan was silent for a mont, then slowly spoke.
“Heather.”
“Hmm?”
Heather, holding the plate of pie, blinked at Ronan.
Ronan sighed lightly, leaning weakly against the sofa.
“Quickly forget those damned recipes Lady l taught you.”
…..
In the dim, damp waterway, a figure squatted on the ground, fiddling with sothing beneath.
“All right.”
As a voice sounded, light burst forth in the darkness, illuminating a small area around.
A young wizard, a man and a woman, relaxed their once tense faces upon seeing the beams of light hanging down overhead.
The figure, who was previously crouched in the corner, approached them. It was a small, sowhat frail-looking gray-haired young man.
The three of them wore robes of pure white, adorned with crescents, full moons, and star track patterns.
“Thank you.”
The young wizard pair smiled at the gray-haired youth, who rely shook his head.
The three stayed together, waiting quietly for a while.
Suddenly, light footsteps echoed in the surrounding darkness as two young figures walked one after another into the light.
Leading was a handso black-haired man, with a steady deanor. Upon his appearance, the three present all showed expressions of joy and relief, as if they suddenly found their pillar of support.
“Aiwen.”
The trio greeted the black-haired man, who nodded slightly and said, “The monsters wandering in the surrounding waterways have basically been cleared out by Fuge and . It’s temporarily safe here…”
As he spoke, the black-haired man scanned around, then frowned slightly and inquired, “The people from Spirit Lake Deep Sea haven’t arrived yet?”
The three shook their heads. Just as they were about to speak, a slightly cold and crisp female voice ca distantly.
“Since you need our help, isn’t waiting expected?”
All five of them turned simultaneously towards the direction from which the voice ca.
At the edge of the lighting crystal’s glow, from the fog-like darkness, a tall figure emitting a faint light slowly erged.
This was an extrely beautiful woman.
With golden hair as radiant and smooth as dawn and lake-green eyes, lips like roses, wearing an exquisitely slit deep blue female magic robe, holding a magic wand, with her sleeve edges inlaid with ice crystal-like gems, coupled with the powerful aura naturally exuded by a Level 4 Late Stage Wizard, she had an indescribable noble and cool elegance.
The male wizards present, upon the woman’s appearance, couldn’t help but stare in a sowhat dazed manner.
She openly displayed disdain and disgust.
The black-haired man leading the Astronomical Society coughed lightly, pulling his companions back from their brief lapse, then politely greeted the woman.
“Miss Heather, I wonder…”
“I contacted you because I accepted your proposal.”
Before Aiwen, the Level 4 Late Stage Wizard of the Astronomical Society, could finish speaking, the woman interrupted with a cold tone.
She slightly moved aside, her body slightly tilted, then respectfully and eagerly called out to sowhere behind her, “Master~”
This title left the Astronomical Society wizards, including Aiwen, montarily stunned.
They had all witnessed Heather’s strength during their last eting, and along with her exceptionally outstanding appearance, it was hard to imagine such an excellent woman could be so completely “tad” as to utter the word “Master” from her noble lips.
For a mont, an inadvertent sense of jealousy arose in a few hearts.
However, when the person behind Heather slowly erged, that jealousy dissipated instantly.
Even Aiwen, the most attractive among them, couldn’t help but feel a strong sense of inferiority.
This was a tall, extrely handso young man.
Wearing a deep blue magic robe similar to Heather’s, with the Spirit Lake Deep Sea emblem, and a blue-gold crystal crown on his forehead, he seed to possess a natural aura that brightened the surrounding area upon his appearance.
The man with the crystal crown gracefully yet elegantly bowed to them, then smiled gently and spoke, “Spirit Lake, Deep Sea, Misha.
Very pleased to et you all.”
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