The whole embarrassing "magic power escape" incident today seed only natural.
Besides the ice flower with the abnormal soul, there was another entity speaking inside its spiritual sea that intrigued Illiya the most.
However, every ti the ice flower ntioned this entity’s na, a certain force would block the words, preventing him from hearing the complete ssage.
Although he didn’t know what it was, so far, he hadn’t sensed any malice from it, so he set it aside for the mont.
Soday, he would find out what that presence truly was.
These thoughts flashed through Illiya’s mind in an instant, only to be buried deep by its owner, hidden far beneath the surface.
Despite countless thoughts swirling through his mind, Illiya’s face remained calm and gentle, unchanged, still wearing the expression of a sunny, innocent soul.
Suddenly, he began to doubt the purpose of his trip outside the Elven Forest.
Was it really just to activate the "Book of Elves"?
Strangely, he had a feeling that from the mont he left the forest, every step he took had been pushed by a massive unseen hand.
Every unusual person he t seed arranged, planned.
Where in this world could there be so many coincidences—coincidences where every person he encountered shared sothing familiar to him?
Looking back on these recent experiences, it seed the invisible hand was trying to tell him sothing.
This was only the beginning.
More outrageous things were still to co. He would et many more strange people and witness things beyond imagination.
His intuition had never failed him.
Eoryun had observed all of the ice flower’s behaviors and couldn’t help but whistle in amazent.
He had heard before about the power of sentient magical plants, but today was the first ti he had seen one with his own eyes.
Previously, it had either been hearsay—regarded as re legend—or grandiose exaggerations by authors in books.
But he had never truly believed.
Seeing it today, he finally realized there really were such fascinating beings in the world.
When he noticed Illiya using magic power to connect with the ice flower’s spirit, Eoryun was curious.
He knew elves had this amazing innate talent; they were naturally drawn to plants and could easily sense their emotions.
So, watching Illiya do this, he beca intrigued.
Driven by curiosity, he awkwardly tried to imitate Illiya, also using his magic power to reach out to the energy drifting in the air.
He thought he wouldn’t feel anything.
Unexpectedly, the connection was surprisingly smooth.
He could clearly feel the ice flower’s emotions within the magic power, and the longer he connected, the more he could even hear the flower’s words.
[ Why didn’t you tell about this, System!! ]
[ This is seriously so embarrassing!! ]
[ System, are you taking revenge? You are taking revenge, right? You’re definitely taking revenge!! ]
Eoryun: ???
Hearing these words, Eoryun’s whole expression faltered, nearly losing control of the calm look on his face.
If he heard correctly, did that sentient Ice flower just ntion the word system? Was that for real? Was it really said?
He had just heard the Ice flower shout "system," if he wasn’t imagining things.
So the system novels in the world were actually real?! There really were people carrying systems in this world?
Thinking about the system, Eoryun felt his heartbeat quicken.
If he weren’t a mage capable of controlling his body well, he might have already let his guard down in front of others.
Although right now, not many people were paying attention to him.
Still, suddenly learning this news gave him a sense of his worldview shaking.
He had originally thought that being a reincarnated person with mories was already strange enough, but now there was soone even stranger than him—he just couldn’t accept it.
But then he thought, since he himself was soone who crossed over to this continent with mories from another world, maybe carrying a system wasn’t that big a deal after all.
...But no, it’s definitely a big deal!
Eoryun tried hard to calm himself down, but realized he just couldn’t settle.
No way, this must be fake.
This was what Eoryun thought.
To confirm the existence of the "system" again, Eoryun skeptically reached out his spiritual power once more.
This ti the connection went much smoother than before, probably because he was more practiced now.
The mont his magic power touched the Ice flower’s magic power, a sudden scream exploded in Eoryun’s mind, catching him off guard, making his head throb and causing huge waves in his spiritual sea.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
"Waaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"
[ System, don’t stop ! I’m going to run away carrying my little flowerpot right now! I don’t want to stay in this heartbreaking world anymore! I’m running away to Mars with my flowerpot, wuuuuhhhhhh! ]
Eoryun: "..."
Before he could even recover from the shattering of his worldview, an electronic voice suddenly sounded in his head, accompanied by faint crackling static.
[ Dear Host, there’s no Mars here~ you’re still just a little immature seedling, so you can’t run away carrying your flowerpot~ Such bad news for you~ ]
Now not only was the Ice flower disgusted enough to want to vomit, even the eavesdropping audience Eoryun could barely hold it in.
Damn, this system was really obnoxious.
Eoryun almost opened his mouth to complain about the system, but just a second before speaking, his reason kicked in and stopped him from saying anything inappropriate in public, thus saving his own skin for the ti being.
No one else’s thoughts were known, but at least the highly cautious Eoryun thought exactly that.
After the dangerous encounter just now, Eoryun’s heart sank deeply.
He was certain he had been reincarnated with mories from another world onto this continent, but he couldn’t guarantee others thought the sa, nor did he know how they viewed those people who are born with mories.
No matter how he looked at it, his situation was very precarious.
And now there was also an Iceflower carrying a system...
He just felt like this whole world was going crazy.
From his more than twenty years’ experience reading system novels, those people with systems were either people who had been betrayed and wronged, carrying a deep vendetta from their previous life, or the poor kids who are being looked down by people and then rose up in revenge.
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