Chapter 231 Contacting the Stonemason and Blacksmith
The conversation between Vifiya and Zatalan just stopped, and Sonata waved her hand, indicating that she should deal with the follow-up issues of the White Realm first.
Compared to Ariana and Zatalan, she didn't think much about it. It was just a fight, and there were no casualties among the aliens. As long as the matter was resolved, that was fine.
The only problem was that the people around the human lady were so strong that she wanted to fight with him again. But when she thought about the conflict she had with the human lady a few days ago, she hesitated. Before leaving, she glanced at Vifiya. There was a sense of sadness in her eyes for no reason, which made Vifiya feel a little puzzled.
Ariana watched Sonata turn around, and in her peripheral vision, she saw the fairy prophet's favorite junior looking at her with concern.
She looked at Vifiya, including the young man behind her, and was speechless for a moment, with a complicated look in her eyes.
The glacier that was originally as empty and unchanging as it was for eternity melted into spring when it saw the girl in front of it. All its sharpness was restrained, and it followed her obediently to complain.
If she had known that he was the goddess's favorite, how could she have stopped him from entering the White Realm?
Ariana suddenly had the illusion of closing her eyes, but the elf's etiquette prevented her from making a rude expression.
She looked into Vifiya's eyes. Actually, she had already realized that Miss Vifiya seemed to be apologizing for the goddess's favorite, but she didn't mention the magic circle at all.
"This matter is also our fault for not communicating well with Miss Vifia's companions." She regained her composure and made a concession. "You've worked hard to get out of the White Realm. It's not too late now. You should go back and rest first. If possible..."
Vifiya likes chatting with smart people. She smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for your help. I will have a good chat with you about the White Realm later."
Both sides took a step back. The elves would not pursue Isidore's affairs too much, and Vifiya would also cooperate to a certain extent on the affairs of the White Realm.
"Miss Vifia, please wait a moment." Zatalan suddenly spoke, and she waved to the back, and Vifia realized that Lunala was there too.
The timid little elf came forward with a letter decorated with small flowers in her arms.
Lunala didn't know if this was the right time. She really wanted to make friends with Miss Vifia, but the prerequisite was that she would not harm the fairy clan.
Lunala was raised by Zatalan, so how could she not know what she was thinking? She understood and pushed Lunala towards Vifiya: "Aren't you going to give Miss Vifiya an invitation?"
The human named Isidore used a powerful magic circle at the end, but she did not detect any murderous intent in it. It should be to temporarily incapacitate them or make them give up on trying to stop him.
Vifiya had no intention of hurting Lunala. She smiled at her and said, "Miss Fairy."
The little fairy hesitated for a moment, then tremblingly handed over the invitation: "The day after tomorrow... the day after tomorrow's thanksgiving party, you must come."
Vifiya smiled softly and took it with both hands: "Sorry, I scared you."
She lowered her eyes. The invitation was simple in workmanship, but one could see the care put into it. "It looks great. Thank you."
Zatalan's eyes flickered between her and Isidore as she said, "He can come, too."
Weifeiya looked over in surprise, but she didn't refuse: "Thank you, we will be there on time."
After a few pleasantries, Vifiya turned around and looked at Isidore who was standing quietly behind her, smiling: "Let's go."
In the event of a conflict between him and Ariana and the others, she would of course choose him, whom she had known for many years.
The setting sun fell in the quiet forest, and the breeze blew through Vifia's hair. She opened the door of the cabin and picked up the food prepared for her by the elves.
"You live with me." She walked in. The elves had allocated a room for her, not to mention another one for Isidore.
She put down her sword, put away Lunala's invitation, took Isidore to wash her hands, and then skillfully placed the food on the wooden table. Tonight was for two people, and it seemed that Ariana had given instructions.
She gestured to Isidore to sit down and eat, and he obediently sat at the table, his eyes following her movements.
Vifiya lowered her eyes. In the past, even if Isidore wanted to get close to her, he would not have made so many small movements. Was he uneasy?
She nodded to the wooden table and said, "Let's eat first. We can talk about it after dinner if there's anything."
Well, the most important thing now is to eat first.
The first meal after the reunion was silent. Vefiya did not speak, and Isidore did not say anything to disturb her.
The curse brought by the magic source is still affecting him, and he is aware of the changes in himself.
He controlled his eyes and stopped looking at Vifia, allowing the curse to take effect. Three times was enough.
The initial judgment is that the curse from the magical source will make him afraid and drive him to do things to deal with his fear.
Vifiya picked up the pancake, put the truffle and wild carrot from the plate in the middle, dipped it in blueberry jam, and her eyes fell on Isidore who was eating the pancake.
He looked up quickly.
Vifiya indicated that he could eat like her.
To be honest, she was not used to the elves' food. It was not that it was unpalatable, but it simply gave her a feeling of returning to nature.
Last time, Lunala taught her how to eat it by dipping pancakes in blueberry jam, saying that this was how all elves ate it.
It's so scary.
It was terrible. Isidore had already eaten Vephia's pancakes and was thinking that he must control himself before the curse was cleared. What if he accidentally offended Vephia and she got angry with him and ignored him?
The meal was quickly finished. Isidore cleaned up the wooden table, washed the dishes, and returned them to the elf who had come to take them. He said, "Thank you. We will take care of our own meals in the future."
After sending the elves away, he closed the door and turned around to meet Vifiya. He explained, "I'll cook starting tomorrow."
He knew that she was not used to the elves' food, but fortunately he had made preparations before leaving the East Continent.
Vifiya did not refuse his suggestion. If she knew how to cook, she would have done it herself long ago.
Only then did she realize that after being reborn seventeen times, she had dabbled in many things, except food, which she had never learned at all.
Firstly, the former Marquis would not let her do it. As a lady of a noble family, he thought that going to the kitchen to cook was not in line with her aristocratic status and was not noble enough. Secondly, she was always busy with other things. Even now, in her seventeenth generation, she was so busy that she had never paid attention to this matter.
As for Jiang Suian, her cooking skills are also zero. After all, she has a brother who always despises her for not being able to cook but will honestly cook a meal for her.
In my sight, Isidore's hands never stopped working, wiping here and there, and the wooden house, which was not dirty to begin with, was polished to a bright shine by him.
When they lived in the Marquis's Mansion before, their rooms were not in the same direction, so she didn't pay much attention to it.
Vifiya smiled helplessly. He seemed to be really looking forward to living with her.
When Isidore had finished what he considered his last job, he said, "I'll write to Cahalan first."
Vifiya wasn't surprised that he and Kaharun were able to connect.
Knowing what she wanted to ask, Isidore cast soundproofing magic on the cabin and sat across from her, writing a letter as he spoke, "Kahalen and Arnold are in the dwarven underground fortress called Secret Forge. They are currently serving as apprentices to two craftsmen heading to the Simparai ruins to prepare for the Holy Council. They are well aware of the situation, so there is no need to worry about them."
"Osha, we haven't been able to make contact."
He wrote quickly, put down his quill, and in a few seconds folded the parchment and stuffed it into the envelope.
Now that there was no sealing wax, Isidore casually formed a tiny magic circle with his fingertips to seal the opening and threw it into the magic circle.
He looked up and saw Vifiya's worried expression. He said, "The Holy Meeting is a large gathering in the Western Continent. If she heard about it, she would probably go there to try her luck. We will also find a way to find her."
His meaning is self-evident.
Although Isidore comforted her, Vifiya was still worried. Now the four of them could be contacted, and only Osa was left alone in a strange place.
Of course, she believed that Osa could solve most of the problems alone. As the Grand Knight Commander and the Sword of Dawn of the Segarot Empire, her strength was unquestionable.
Vifiya moved her fingertips. In fact, if she wanted to find Osha, there was another way besides telling Ariana that Saloha had a daughter in the Western Continent.
Vifia was not willing to use the first method for the time being. She still did not completely trust Arianna, and she did not want to bring unknown danger to Osha.
While he was thinking, a magic circle suddenly appeared beside Isidore. He reached in naturally and pulled out Vifia's suitcase and a letter.
Vifiya took the letter with Kaharun's handwriting.
【Smit Forge, Secret Forge
To our dear Isidore and Vephia!
I was the one who replied to the letter again today. Knowing that Vifiya is doing well, Arnold and I are relieved. We are trying our best to look for Osha. What we can be sure of now is that Osha is not in the territory ruled by the dwarves.
I've already told Isidore about the Holy Conclave. If it's Vifia, you should have already heard about it, so I won't elaborate. Arnold and I are apprentices to two craftsmen, and we need to go to the Simparai ruins with them in advance to set up the site. We set out yesterday, using the address of Secret Forge because our location doesn't have a name.
By the way, the one who led Arnold was the blacksmith Sarek Smit, and the one who led me was the stonemason Bringa Stoneheart. They seemed to be famous master craftsmen. We went to the Simparai ruins originally to try to find you at the grand gathering. Now, Arnold and I have discussed it and decided to hold on to the master craftsmen's thighs, spread our names, and let Osha come to find us.
You two should take care of yourselves and don't worry about us. It's just manual labor, which is not difficult for us. Arnold is forging iron and I am mining. We are both fine, very good, and very good. We both have a bright future of becoming famous in the Western Continent.
That’s all I have to say for today. I’m going to go mining and look forward to seeing you again one day.
Best wishes,
Love you forever, Kaharun and Arnold
P.S. Next time we meet, please call us Stonemason Kaharun and Blacksmith Arnold. Thank you.
Vifiya couldn't help but smile. Kaharun was still as lively as before. She could see from the words that they were in good condition, which made her feel relieved.
She handed the letter to Isidore who had just returned from putting the suitcase away, and seemed lost in thought. Kaharun had the same idea as her, to type out his name so that Osha could hear their names.
A plan gradually took shape in her mind, and she said, "[Eyes]."
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