It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

"Fruit is different from snacks. Meals are meant for a stomach used for meals, and desserts are meant for a stomach used for desserts!"

This sentence made Bai Lin speechless. It turned out that no matter which world they were in, women's stomachs were the same and did not conform to the laws of physics?

Well, come to think of it, Miyu is a werewolf, not a human like me. Maybe werewolves of this age just eat and sleep a lot, and maybe in two years they'll skip the teenage years and become mature women... Well, anyway, as a human, I don't need to understand so much!

Bai Lin didn't think too much about it and stuffed the fruit into Mi Yu's hand. At this moment, a sound suddenly floated into Bai Lin's ears.

"Little girl, could you please come over here?"

A somewhat ethereal voice, with a slightly trembling tone that seemed to be due to excitement, accompanied by the sound of the wind, reached Bai Lin's ears. The volume was not too loud, and it carried a hint of gentleness, making the old voice sound unexpectedly kind.

Following the direction of the voice, Bai Lin looked to the side and front of him, but only caught a glimpse of a figure at a distance. An old man with a cane was staring at him with his eyes.

How can the sound reach me so clearly from such a distance? It doesn't even sound very loud.

Although there was no malice in the old man's words, Bai Lin's intuition as an adventurer made her suspicious and alert. But the old man seemed to see through her thoughts and said again,

"Don't be nervous. I have no ill will towards you, little girl. I just want you to come closer so I can talk to you slowly."

The old man's voice was just as kind as the previous one. Even if the so-called Xiaopiao Village had simple folkways and made Bai Lin feel comfortable and at ease, she wouldn't just trust them so easily. Especially with Miyuki still around.

Bai Lin's personality was very direct. She immediately took out her machete, pointed it forward, and shouted loudly,

"What's going on? I advise you to tell me clearly right now!"

Unlike the old man, Bai Lin's voice was truly clear and audible. With her voice, she was able to have a conversation with the old man. Mi Yu was so frightened that she looked at Bai Lin beside her in confusion.

The old man smiled and replied,

"Little girl, you have a pretty hot temper? But you don't seem to understand what I mean, so I'll explain it to you."

"I am a human being just like you. Don't be so nervous. Come over here quickly."

The word "human" is such an irritating word in a place like this. Bai Lin shuddered reflexively, and more doubts arose in his heart.

How could they tell if they were human from such a distance? It was truly bizarre. With Miyuki here, given the numerous suspicious circumstances, we should evacuate first.

Thinking so, Bai Lin didn't say much to Mi Yu. He just freed one hand, picked up little Mi Yu's clothes on her back, and lifted her up.

Chapter 560 The Old Man’s Story

"Wait, little girl, don't go yet! I really have no ill will towards you, this matter is very important to me!"

As if he had sensed Bai Lin's intention to leave, the old man's voice became much more impatient. Bai Lin hesitated for a moment, then shouted again,

"Well, let's talk about the code. What's the full name of the Grand Magician's Institute?"

"Mogstur Luna Camitran Grand School of Magic, if it hasn't been changed."

"Where's the manager of the White Hair Magic Agency? What's her name?"

"Uh...what firm? I've never heard of it."

The fact that this question remained unanswered actually made Bai Lin feel more credible about the old woman. According to Kong herself, most people only knew that she was the manager of an agency, but not many actually knew what agency it was or what the manager's name was.

After all, Kong also calls himself a "low-key" person.

Maybe she's not some perverted monster who can read minds and mimic others, otherwise she should be able to answer this question. Of course, if she predicts my prediction, then there's nothing I can do.

With this thought in mind, although he couldn't dispel all the doubts in his heart, Bai Lin still walked slowly towards the door of the wooden house where the old man was. There was a slightly trampled path at the door of the wooden house. Although it was not close to the main road, it looked like someone would pass by, perhaps visiting neighbors or something.

After walking a certain distance, Bai Lin stopped and looked at the old woman. She was an elderly woman with long, slightly thinning, lifeless silver hair. The traces of time could be seen between her mottled hair.

A kind smile graced her wrinkled face. She looked like an ordinary old woman, her lifespan nearing its end, but her mindset had become more compassionate towards people and nature with the passing of time, lending her a fresher air.

But what caught Bai Lin's attention most were the old man's eyes, beautiful as pale blue gemstones, their clarity unwavering. Within them lay the wisdom of an elder, free from impurities and grime, a pure, radiant light. The cruel blade of time had failed to extinguish that radiance, instead refining it into an even purer crystal. Just one glance at them brought a sense of refreshment.

These eyes that look at this world seem to embrace the world as well.

An elderly woman, dressed in a loose gray robe, stood in the small, flower-filled courtyard in front of a wooden house. Her hunched figure, leaning on a cane, stood out against the vibrant, sun-filled blossoms, yet she didn't seem out of place. These vibrant flowers didn't overshadow the elderly woman; instead, they surrounded her, embodying her aura, a fragrance that seemed to emanate. The elderly woman's benevolent presence, in turn, mitigated any harshness, rendering the courtyard and herself less glaring, offering a touch of beauty amidst the daily grind.

Just by looking at it this way, Bai Lin's suspicion was not dispelled too much, but she was sure that,

"This old lady must have been a beauty when she was young."

But whether it was beautiful or not, Bai Lin could only sigh for a moment. Rather than admiring the old lady and her garden, it was more important to talk about business. She spoke directly,

"We're almost there, right? I'll give you thirty seconds to roughly explain what you want to say, or I'll run away."

Bai Lin's eyes could see through the flow of magic, and her body could sense any dangers facing her. Her potential in crisis awareness had been developed to the extreme. However, there were still some things she couldn't perceive...

Therefore, she had to speak so cautiously.

The old woman gave a bitter smile and looked at the young man who was wearing heavy armor and was extremely cautious. She said,

"That's fine. I'm just old, and I'm afraid my eyesight might be blurry and I can't see clearly, so I let you come a little closer."

"Thirty seconds is all I have, let's get down to business."

Bai Lin frowned and reminded him, and the old man also said,

"Actually, rather than needing your help, my real goal is the werewolf girl next to you."

Upon hearing this, Bai Lin quickly took Xiao Miyuki back to protect her and said nervously,

"What do you want to do?"

"You're so nervous, I don't know where to start... Well, I'll just get straight to the point. Do you know anything about summoners?"

Summoning? After coming to this world, I really didn't know much about this kind of thing. The spells used by Katie seem to be related. So, Bai Lin also said,

"I probably know a little bit."

"That's good. Then, let me tell you a story that's not too long."

When the old woman was young, her hair wasn't as white and lifeless as it is now. Back then, she was just as Bai Lin imagined: a beautiful woman. She had countless admirers and a youthful life all her own.

Her family was considered well-off, and her elders were quite gifted in magic. However, she was a playful, free-spirited person. Therefore, she didn't pursue professional studies, but instead relied on her brilliant mind and natural talent to become a bard.

She talked about everything, spread her stories and legends, and dedicated her music to the world. At that time, humanity was recovering from war. Although some disliked her stories and songs, even finding them too harsh given the reality before them, she, as a poet, was able to make a living, a life of freedom that she longed for.

"Looking back now... I really regret not learning magic back then. But if I had actually learned it, I'd probably have other regrets."

The old man's voice full of emotion reached Bai Lin's ears, and she continued to preach.

One bright afternoon, while wandering through the woods, the old man encountered the young woman he was destined to be with. Even more playful than the old man had been in his youth, their first encounter had been to lure a ferocious red boar into the aliens' house and burn down their entire camp. Their encounter was akin to the coming together of two mischievous creatures.

The girl's ideas are whimsical, and she often has some strange thoughts that even a bard like the old man has never grasped.

Chapter 561: Scarlet Wood

The young woman wasn't particularly powerful, but her intelligence was enough to make people wonder, "What kind of crazy ideas are in this girl's head?" Therefore, during the trip, she came across as incredibly reliable, the kind of meticulous person who could always come up with Plan B and Plan C if Plan A failed. None of her plans had ever failed.

"She had long, bright red hair. No matter how many years have passed, it's unforgettable... When I met her in the afternoon, it was like catching a glimpse of the rising morning light, making me feel the beauty that makes me see the revival of all things."

The old woman's eyes couldn't help but become dazed, as if she was intoxicated in that time, and then she continued to preach.

The time she spent with the girl could be said to be the happiest time in the old woman's life. At that time, she was carefree and only focused on having crazy fun with the seemingly crazy girl.

But unfortunately, madness will eventually have an end. The old man's thinking gradually changed from the pursuit of freedom to the pursuit of excitement, just like the girl.

Crazy and exciting—those two words often describe gamblers. True gamblers, those who risk their entire fortunes, chasing the very edge of the line, embody these two words most vividly. Could two young girls really handle something like this?

The answer is no. No matter how many stories you hear, no matter how many epic poets sing, you'll never hear a complete story. The most beautiful part of a story is never the most complete. The peak of pleasure can be lost in an instant. So she only has the heart and experience to pursue freedom, but she doesn't have the determination to disregard life and death.

"There are two things in this world that you cannot decide or change. One is the score of your gamble, and the other is your own end. When death comes, just accept it."

A legendary mahjong player once said this. But could two young girls really have such a mindset?

The answer is, of course, very confusing.

When a large group of monsters surrounded the two of them in a small, dilapidated wooden house in a dark valley, the old man's limited magical power had almost been exhausted, and the two of them had also been depleted of their physical strength. Forget fighting the monsters, even escaping had become a luxury.

Just a single mistake, a tiny miscalculation, and the dancer on the tightrope was thrust into a desperate situation. The girl with bright red hair was not a god after all, and she hadn't calculated every move.

But she happened to have calculated the last step.

"What a cruel sight, Angelina... Yesterday we were enjoying this world, and today we're being eaten by them."

The girl's body was covered in wounds, each one slowly stripping her of her life. Even though she was gasping for air and struggling to even form a complete sentence, she still wore a faint smile. It was like she was enjoying her happy moments in the past, as if she wasn't afraid of death.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Himeki? You must have a way, right?!"

At that time, Angelina couldn't accept the fact in front of her, and she was trembling in fear of death. And Fei Mu slowly put his hand on her cheek and said,

"I'm not a god. I can only do my best to control what I can. If luck could be manipulated, it wouldn't be called luck. Even a god wouldn't be able to grasp it so precisely..."

"So, I've lost this time. I've reached my destined death. Luck has been cruel to me, but this is the ending I deserve for someone like me. But asking you to die with me is a little inappropriate."

At this moment, Fei Mu's clothes fell off, revealing the magic circle engraved on her body, which was obviously missing a stroke. She continued to say to Angelina,

"I know you're not very good at magic, but your talent is more than enough for just this. Anjie, you need to live on, and not end up like someone like me."

Angelina was terrified of life and death, but she also had genuine feelings for Himeki. Seeing this obvious solution to the problem of sacrificing him, she hesitated. Recalling the beautiful past they had shared, a lump in her throat clung to her, making her unable to make a decision.

"Hurry up, I've never regretted anything in my life. Even now that I've taken the wrong path, I have no regrets. But if you keep staring at me like that, I might regret my relationship with you. You probably don't want me to be affected by that, right?"

Hiki's gentle words soothed Angelina's heart. But even with Hiki's persuasion, she couldn't bring herself to do it. Ultimately, Angelina, her emotions swirling, held Hiki tightly in her arms. She closed her eyes tightly, unwavering despite Hiki's continued pleas.

But a heavy object changed Anjie's decision. Before the wooden house was completely breached, Feimu had already made up his mind.

"That's enough, Anjie. Actually, I lied to you, and I regretted it a long time ago. Someone like me, born to feel alive only when I'm at the top, has become a little different since meeting you... Our meeting was a brilliant stroke of genius, yet it was also fate's cruelest foreshadowing."

"People like me are destined to let go of one thing before embracing the other, but I'm greedy, so I ended up with such a greedy end. In this life, I can no longer be perfect. If I had to say what I regret most, it would be not being able to control my fate, but still wanting to hold you in my arms. But at least in the end... I hope that what I do will allow me to have fewer regrets."

The final whisper faded with the lingering warmth of Himuki's body. After a lifetime of playful play, she ultimately met her end at the hands of fate. Angelina, in her death, also fully grasped reality. With trembling hands, she picked up Ange's remains amid the roars of the monsters.

Corrupted Wolf Fangs, 163 pieces

Moonlight powder, 2131g

And, half human.

He bit his fingertips and smeared the warm blood on the cold body that had no temperature, adding the final touch to the incomplete circle.

Chapter 562 TakeMyPaws

She chanted with a hoarse voice, using clumsy movements. Although her spellcasting resembled childish play, seemingly devoid of any skill, her actions were resolute, as if guided by something in the dark.

He held her hand, stroked her throat, pressed gently against her side, and whispered in a gentle voice,

Summon Me (Summonmenow)

The moonlight filtered through the broken remains of the shabby house, completely obscuring the dark night sky with its pure white light. Under the glaring light, Anjie closed her eyes. This spell had exhausted her every last bit of strength, and her consciousness completely faded.

When she regained consciousness, the first thing that caught her eye was still that long, bright red hair, flowing like the glimmer of morning light. But at her feet, a sea of ​​blood and corpses, a scene that hardly suited her, was now a scene of her own. And she was no longer the same Fei Mu.

Wolf ears, soft fur yet pointed, claws stained with blood, eyes brimming with a murderous intent. Bathed in the moonlight, the werewolf girl exuded the aura of someone born to stand beneath the moonlight, a commanding presence.

But when she turned her gaze towards Anjie, her face, which still had some flesh and blood left, immediately revealed a joyful smile. Her eyes also shone with light, as if saying:

"That's great. I'm relieved to see you're okay."

Angelina escaped the disaster, but she also felt as if her life had lost its meaning, unsure of where to go next. Even though she was standing on the same ground as before, her legs felt incredibly heavy, and she had no motivation to move forward. She simply lived on, like a walking corpse.

The girl with the appearance of Hiki was much more lively than before. Innocent and lively, her appearance betrayed nothing of her ruthless, murderous side. But she couldn't speak, and the wolf-like howls that escaped her only served to further confuse Anjie.

However, whenever Anjie calmed down and tried to talk to her, she could always sense what she was saying to a certain extent. This helped Anjie mitigate some of the lingering hostility she had towards the summoned girl.

"He's grown up, but he's still like a child, always eager to learn about everything."

The old man said so. This made Bai Lin look at the little Miyuki beside her, and the other party looked back at her with a puzzled look.

The one at home doesn’t seem to be very big... When it grows up a bit, it should be able to take care of itself, so there shouldn’t be any need for me to take her there. That would save a lot of trouble.

The old man looked at Bai Lin, who seemed to be revealing his thoughts, and a smile appeared on his face as he continued.

Accompanied by the wolf girl, Anjie, filled with complex emotions yet a relentless desire to live, journeyed through this increasingly alien and unfamiliar land. The scenery along the way was as magnificent as she had ever seen, yet her experiences grew increasingly ordinary. Under the wolf girl's unwavering passion, Anjie forgot her past, grew accustomed to this ordinary life, and fell in love with this journey, which was similar yet completely different from her past.

Until one day, something unexpected happened again. Summoning magic wasn't permanent, and then, on a moonlit night, the wolf girl vanished before Anjie's eyes, turning into dust in the wind. Her eyes revealed a sense of contentment with this time spent together, and a reluctance to leave Anjie.

"If possible, I don't want to leave."

Perhaps this is what both the wolf girl and Fei Mu want to say.

The gate to the other world collapsed before Anjie's eyes. The loud noise was so ruthless, as if it had completely destroyed their relationship, separating the two of them into two different worlds.

If Anjie had been the same playful girl she had been, her emotions would have collapsed instantly, dragging her to her doom. But she didn't. Time had eroded her frivolity, and her last vestiges of weakness dried up in the tears that streamed from her eyes. She stood up, her heart brimming with determination.

The dead cannot be resurrected, but this time, I will definitely seize the opportunity to redeem myself.

"That's about it. From now on, I'll just investigate the few traces she left behind and follow her footsteps."

The old woman exhaled deeply, her expression returning to normal, a faint, hopeful glint flickering in her eyes. It was as if the story she had just told wasn't something she had personally experienced, but merely a casual recounting of an event.

"So, what do you want us to do for you?"

Listening to the old man's story, which was quite true, Bai Lin felt a little touched. She lowered her guard against the old man. And the old man also said,