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Chapter 50 Travel and Celestial Dragon Breeding Diary (Part 1) (Please continue reading)
Sixth year living in the capital, year-end—

At the annual New Year's Eve dinner.

Vlame slowly stood up amidst the astonished gazes of her husband and disciples.

She stood with her hands on her hips, brimming with energy, and announced her plans for the winter vacation.

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"travel?"

Agushid turned his gaze to Vlame, who had never consulted him from beginning to end.

Agushid suspected that her suggestion was simply a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Meanwhile, Frillie, who was sitting to the side eating rice, was even more direct.

After putting the last raspberry in her mouth, she made no attempt to hide her skepticism.

"Volamei, you obviously just came up with this idea..."

The white-haired elf stared at the unreliable teacher, gently shaking its ears as it complained.

"Foolish disciple, how dare you question the decision of my great mage, Vlame—"

"It's decided, your vacation is over. You'll be learning magic even while traveling!"

After Vlamé casually punished Frillie—

She slowly turned her gaze to her silent husband.

"Agushid, do you agree or not?"

Upon hearing his wife's question, Agushid put down his knife and fork and replied softly:
"Listen to you."

Filled with resentment over her canceled vacation, Magical Little Deng gave Agusid a disdainful look at his wife's unchanging indulgent attitude.

She pursed her lips and muttered under her breath:

"It's happening again, Agushid..."

"Are you really not some kind of 'golem that will obey Vlame's every request'?"

But Agusid didn't even look up at her complaints, as if he hadn't heard them at all.

"That's terrible..."

Frillie, who was being subjected to emotional abuse, pouted again in dissatisfaction.

When I saw that the two of them had unknowingly started discussing where to go—

She finally couldn't hold back any longer and slammed her hand on the table.

"I protest!"

Magical Little Deng's silver-white hair swayed slightly with his vigorous movements.

"Volamei, this is utterly unreasonable, and you've even unilaterally deprived me of my vacation!"

"Protests are futile."

Vlame announced with a smile, gently tapping Frilian's forehead with his finger.

"Who gave you the right to question the teacher's authority?"

“If you protest again, I’ll throw you out and have Agushid call Livale to eat you up.”

Upon hearing Vlamé utter the name "Livale"—

Frillie, who had been looking indignant, immediately wilted.

Like a small animal drenched in rain, she slumped back into her chair, dejected.

Despite this, she kept muttering complaints that Vlamé couldn't hear.

Agushid watched the daily bickering between the master and apprentice, a slight smile curving his lips.

He picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

Then Vlamé was allowed to unfold the map with great interest and begin planning the route.

"How about going to the Etovis Mountains in the north-central region?"

"This is the perfect season to soak in the hot springs there!"

Vlamé traced his fingertip across the map and offered his first suggestion.

"The Celestial Dragon doesn't like the weather there, so it will be unhappy if we go there."

Agusid gave a curt no.

"The Grans Strait in the south? I remember the coast there is absolutely gorgeous!"

"You accidentally destroyed a mountain while you were clearing monsters there. I don't think we'd be welcome there."

"That's true... well—"

"..."

Frillie rested her chin on her hand, watching the two of them talk back and forth with a bored expression.

Until Vlamé's fingertips stopped at the location of the Flöhl Basin.

"Oh, how's it here?"

As if recalling some distant and beautiful memory, Vlame's eyes lit up.

"The Forer Basin—"

"If I remember correctly, we built a small hut there during our spare time."

Agushid paused slightly, his gaze falling on the familiar place name.

Flür Basin...

He remembered this place very clearly.

Because that was the place where he and Vlamé met when they were young and lived together for a period of time.

They built a small cabin there, hidden deep in the forest.

There's a small flower field in front of the door, and every evening you can hear the sound of a cool breeze passing by. "Okay..."

This time, Agushid did not object, but simply responded in a low voice.

Moreover, his tone was softer than before.

The white-haired elf keenly sensed a subtle change in the atmosphere.

Detective Frilline tilted her head and looked at her two parents.

Based on what Vlamé had said earlier, she asked a question out of curiosity:

"You stayed there?"

"Nonsense, why would we build a small hut if we hadn't lived there before?"

Vlamour gently patted Frilian's head, a nostalgic smile playing at the corners of his eyes.

"And it's not just that I lived there, it's also where I met Agushid..."

Frillie blinked, suddenly showing a hint of interest in the trip.

"That……"

She drew out the words, turned her head, and said in a forced tone:
"Since you've both decided this way, I'll reluctantly go with you."

And so, the following scene unfolded in the living room—

At the dining table, Agushid was cleaning up the leftovers from the New Year's dinner.

Vlamé pointed to the parchment map she had drawn by hand during her travels and treasured for many years.

Start looking for suitable travel routes.

Frillie was slumped over the table, her chin resting on the back of her hand, looking seemingly unwilling.

But her eyes kept glancing at the places on the map that she had never been to before.

"As for the 'Fol Basin'... we can take this route."

Vlame's fingertips slid along the winding mountain range on the map.

"At the speed of the Heavenly Vein Dragon, if it travels at full speed, it will arrive in less than ten days."

Needless to say, Agushid did not protest this time either, nor did Frilian protest.

She simply raised her little hand silently and whispered a suggestion to Vlamé:
"Um... since I'm going on a trip anyway, could I get my vacation time back?"

"No way..."

"why?"

Hearing the white-haired elf's dissatisfaction, Vlame smiled and pinched her cheek.

"Because the teacher loves you."

Frillie slapped her hand away and sat down to the side, sulking.

Vlamé, seeing Frillie sulking again, simply smiled.

She ruffled Little Magic's white fur, then, as if suddenly remembering something, clapped her hands—

"correct!"

"I almost forgot, there are some strange and wonderful magical artifacts I collected when I was young stored in the attic of the cabin..."

Upon hearing "strange magic," Frillie pricked up her ears and turned her head slightly.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"When has the great mage Vlame ever lied to his adorable, foolish disciple...?"

Frillie gave a soft hum, pretending that "this won't appease me."

Then she got off the sofa, lifted her short legs, and slipped into the kitchen to find something to eat.

“Agushid, and—”

Frillie's voice stopped the moment she entered.

But they found that Agushid, who had tidied everything up, was standing alone by the window.

"That...Agusid?"

Frilian called out softly.

"There are some raspberries in the cabinet on the left. If you want some, go and get them yourself."

Despite hearing what Agusid said, Frilian did not act immediately.

She took a few steps forward.

The gentle expression on Agushid's face could be seen perfectly through the reflection in the window.

This was the first time Frilian had ever seen such an expression on Agusid's usually expressionless face.

This made her even more curious about the "little house" the two had mentioned.

"The 'Fol Basin'...Are you looking forward to going back and seeing it?"

Frilian's words made Agusid raise his gaze slightly.

Just then, a snowflake gently landed on the glass in front of his eyes.

Pure white and flawless, it evokes countless thoughts.

Agushid's gaze passed through it, as if he could see into the distance.

He gave his disciple a very brief answer—

"……Um."

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