Chapter 587 The Second Dimension of Aiwass

Two o'clock in the morning.

Mrs. Grace carried Aiwass onto the swing in the yard, while Sherlock, Lily and Maxim were watching from the side.

Mrs. Grace's appearance and clothing made her look younger. Although her exact age was unclear, she looked like a college student.

Because of this, Aiwass had no idea of ​​Mrs. Grace's height before - especially since she was always next to Maxim, who was 2.5 meters tall, she looked even smaller.

But now that Mrs. Grace was holding him, Aiwass suddenly realized that she was indeed a pure-blooded elf. When she held Aiwass, she pinched his ribs, as lightly as if she were holding a small cat or dog.

Aiwass noticed that she even subconsciously curled up her pinkies, not even using much force on her ring fingers.

She sat on the swing, placed Aiwass on her lap, then took out a small bottle from her chest and fed Aiwass the wine in it.

She whispered, "Be good, drink it all in one breath. Drink quickly."

"Hmm."

Aiwass responded in a muffled voice and reached out to hold the bottle himself.

The wine—or drink, rather—was quite good. It tasted like an apple-flavored champagne.

It had a winey flavor, but not overpowering; it was sweet, with rich bubbles... It was truly a long-lasting aftertaste, just like any other Theocracy wine. Except for the first sip, which nearly choked Aiwass... after which Aiwass simply drank the entire bottle himself, gulping it down.

The bottle was about 600 ml, and after drinking it, Aiwass burped.

But just as he was burping, he suddenly felt that the whole world became strange and bizarre.

Time seemed stretched—his hiccups distorted, like a recording slowed down several times. Under the moonlight at night, the already dim courtyard suddenly became dim.

Then, Mrs. Grace started to swing.

The moment the swing rose, Aiwass felt as if his body was flying.

"I feel so light..."

The strange feeling made Aiwas open his eyes wide.

He felt as if the gas in the sparkling wine had turned him into a big balloon. If he had not been caught by Mrs. Grace, he would probably have floated up.

When the swing passed the height for the second time, the feeling of rising suddenly reached a balance with the falling. He felt as if he was frozen in mid-air, floating like this forever.

But the next moment, Aiwass felt himself starting to "leak".

He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself in another world.

It was a world with incredibly vibrant colors, like something straight out of a cartoon—in short, it was like entering the second dimension. The style was completely different from the previous world.

This was Aiwas's first time entering the fairy kingdom.

It wasn't night here, but midday. The sunlight was so bright it was almost blinding, and there were few shadows to be seen.

This is a emerald green world that doesn't look very big, just like a garden.

On one side of the street stood an extremely ornate, shimmering golden crystal house. It wasn't large, or even tiny—perhaps less than 30 square meters. The clean path in the grassy area outside was so narrow that it seemed only children could comfortably walk on it. An adult walking there would likely have to step on the ground and the grass, or even walk like a cat.

Aiwass was floating in the air, losing air as he fell. He was like a balloon, with white steam constantly escaping from his mouth and nose.

In this case, perhaps...

An idea suddenly struck him, and he reached out to cover his mouth. Then, Aiwass's entire body gradually swelled up, like a fat man. Aiwass, who had been slowly falling, suddenly swayed slightly, and then floated steadily in the air.

From his bird's-eye view, Aiwass took a closer look before he saw it was a candy house! The dark gold, crystal-like exterior was made of some kind of syrup. The floor inside was made of wafer biscuits, and the bed was made of soft white bread. The roof was a thick layer of chocolate cake, and several fairies were flying above, patiently pouring syrup on it.

When they saw Aiwass floating in the air like a balloon from afar, they were suddenly excited and flew over.

"It's a human balloon!"

"What a huge human!"

"Will it explode if I poke it?"

"So fat, like bread."

"Can't he speak?"

The goblins chattered, while Aiwass covered his mouth, looked down at the ground, and slowly exhaled gas to descend.

At this moment, a clear voice came: "He is my friend!"

Aiwass and the goblins looked over.

Mrs. Grace flew out from nowhere, with a pair of dead leaf butterfly wings behind her, looking like a larger fairy.

She even looked younger—she looked like a girl of twelve or thirteen, shorter than Aiwass. She seemed to be covered in an unrealistic filter, giving her the look of a "high-quality cosplayer in a photo." But because she happened to be surrounded by a "two-dimensional world," her existence became more plausible.

Even the clothes that seemed so small and weird before now looked normal. They were clothes that a normal person would hardly wear outside, but they were just right in the fairy kingdom.

“—Grace!”

A blue fairy flew over and said bluntly, "Your new wings are so ugly!"

“Like leaves!”

“It’s withered!”

The other goblins were also chattering.

But there are a very few fairies who disagree with the opinions of other fairies: "I think this is good."

"That's right! I've never seen wings that don't glow!"

Humans understand what politeness, tact, and courtesy mean—but fairies have no such concepts.

If it looks good, it looks good; if it looks bad, it looks bad.

The air in Aiwass slowly ran out, and he landed safely on the grass.

The gardener fairy who had been tending to the grass earlier didn't seem angry at all. He just flew over in surprise and said, "What a beautiful human!"

Immediately, the other fairies abandoned the immature Grace and flew over in a panic.

“It’s true!”

"Okay, this is my friend, you are not allowed to snatch it!"

"You have the final say, I have the final say!"

"Your words don't count!"

The goblins immediately fought together and began to repeat endlessly.

Aiwass tentatively stretched out his hand and grabbed in the air - sure enough, a mirror immediately appeared in his hand.

——This means that he is not a person who smuggled in from the fairy cave, but a guest invited in by the fairy. Therefore, he also has a certain degree of ability to make his wishes come true!

Aiwass took a look at himself in the mirror, because he was indeed curious about what his "two-dimensional image" would look like. Was it exactly the same as Aiwass in the game?

He looked in the mirror and his expression suddenly became a little subtle.

The answer is, not quite the same.

"But this face... doesn't look like that of a good person."

Aiwass murmured.

I don't know if it's because Aiwass in the game didn't have the level of the Path of Devotion, but Aiwass back then didn't look nearly as "good-looking" as he does now. Now he's beautiful, even gorgeous.

To put it simply, the game version of Aiwass looks great with rimless glasses, giving him the air of a scholar. Meanwhile, the Elven Kingdom version of Archbishop Aiwass, if he squints, gives off the impression of a cryptic, incomprehensible, old, and sinister figure. He's the type to slouch around with allies early on, only to turn traitor in the later stages.

Aiwass even felt that if a game had to set up a final villain, it wouldn't feel out of place to set it to someone with his own face.

For a moment, Aiwass even had a little doubt about himself - do I look so much like a villain?

Seeing Aiwass looking in the mirror, Grace looked at him with some surprise, as if she was a little surprised that he had adapted to the unique rules of the fairy kingdom so quickly.

Innocence.

good.

interesting.

——If you meet these three conditions, your wishes will come true.

Aiwass snapped his fingers, and his solemn crimson bishop's robes vanished. New clothes appeared with a flash of light, and he changed back into the clerical robes he had worn when he was still in school.

Then Aiwass snapped his fingers again, and the clothes vanished, and he changed into a more approachable, next-door outfit—a sleeveless sweater knitted by the Queen over a reddish-brown, understated yet luxurious shirt.

Aiwass looked in the mirror again and smiled with satisfaction.

This makes it look a lot gentler.

It really is a problem with the bishop’s robe!

The fairies were not surprised by the new clothes that Aiwass had conjured up. Instead, they commented, "They don't seem as beautiful as before."

"You're just averagely pretty! I still want to be friends with you!"

"My name is Lilia, what's your name, human?"

"My name is Aiwass..."

As Aiwass was speaking, a golden meteor suddenly flew over from a distance. It looked powerful but was actually very light and hit Aiwass from behind, causing his body to sway slightly.

"He's my friend!"

The fairy Nilim flew over, lay on Aiwass's shoulder, and bared her teeth at the others: "You are not allowed to be his friend!"

"You are too young, Nilim."

"How do you know Aiwass?"

"Did you sneak out to play?"

"Your Majesty said that underage fairies are not allowed to go out and play!"

The adult goblins were not afraid at all, but immediately united their camp and issued righteous criticisms.

After hanging out with these goblins, Aiwas felt that his mood seemed to have improved a lot.

His face was already filled with smiles without him noticing.

"Everyone!"

Grace raised her hand and interrupted the goblins' quarrel: "We are here to see Her Majesty the Queen! Who can give us a ride?"

“I’ll do it!” “I’ll do it!”

The goblins suddenly became excited, as if they regarded it as a sacred mission.

But then, they said in unison: “Let’s do it together!

“Come this way!”

The next moment, a crystal clear rainbow bridge emerged from under Aiwas's feet and extended into the clouds in an arc.

Aiwas squatted down seriously and touched the extremely illusory rainbow bridge.

Just when Grace wanted to come over and seriously explain that this thing can move as long as you empty your mind and don't be afraid...I saw Aiwass suddenly reached out and twisted the rainbow bridge, then put it in his mouth to taste it.

He raised his hand and declared loudly, "Sweet!"

“Sweet!”

"Look at me turning it sour!"

"You dare!"

The goblins suddenly became a mess.

Looking at Aiwas's appearance, Grace was also a little stunned for a moment.

Her mind was filled with the image of Aiwass as steady, wise, and imposing before...but now, Aiwass was like a child.

...even more like a child than she, the inheritor of fairy magic.

She was distracted for a moment and almost stepped on empty air - she almost missed a step and fell into the rainbow bridge.

If one is too heavy-hearted and realistic, and doesn't believe in miracles, then one won't be able to cross the Rainbow Bridge. She inherited the magic to maintain her childlike innocence and avoid incurring hostility and resentment from the fairies.

But……

She watched Aiwass stride onto the Rainbow Bridge surrounded by fairies, and her eyes suddenly widened.

Archbishop Aiwass...should be an adult human, right?

...At such an old age, do you still believe in fairy tales and miracles?

Seven thousand words, updated!

I finally had some free time yesterday, so I played Book of Hours during my break. It was pretty fun! I'll start a live stream once I figure out how to play it!

Seeking tickets by the end of the month!

(End of this chapter)