Chapter 27 I dare not presume to ask for your favor, my dear master
Hearing Shu Xin's words, Nonoli said helplessly, "Your Highness, both of these types of magic are forbidden magics that are prohibited from being used by the general public in daily life."
Shu Xin remained calm: "It's alright, I am royalty."
Before Nonori could say anything more, Pengpengan raised his eyebrows and shouted, "How could we let someone as noble as you do such a thing! Your Highness, rest assured! I will definitely find a good way to disassemble it!"
Before she could finish speaking, the red-haired flower fairy hurriedly flew away, clutching a clod of white clay.
Shu Xin thought about it and decided that it wouldn't hurt to let Peng Peng An study it, so she didn't stop him. After all, magic requires magical power, and in the Sinful Land, it's better to conserve magical power if possible.
Under the bright sunlight, the surface of the Sun Spring, shimmering with light, looked as if it were sprinkled with broken gold.
The dreamlike blue wheat fields on the shore swayed without wind, the rustling of the wheat leaves sounding like rain falling in the dead of night. The wheat stalks parted to the sides, revealing the fluffy, snow-white head of a little lamb.
Shu Xin glanced at the lamb that had emerged from the wheat field: "Xi? You're awake? Fly over next time, but don't trample the wheat."
Wagging his short, round, fluffy tail, Xi pretended not to hear. He looked around for a while, then circled the flower fairy, his big, dark eyes full of curiosity: "What are you doing?"
As Shu Xin pulled up a weed, she casually replied, "I'm pulling weeds."
Xi: "...I mean, what are you going to do with all this weeding?"
"Help prepare the raw materials," Shu Xin said, her hands moving without stopping. She deftly pulled up a blade of grass, shook off the sand and soil from its roots, and placed it to her side, immersing most of the roots of the grass in water. Then she reached out and pulled up another blade of grass. "The roots of the grass need to be soaked in spring water before they can be used."
Xi found it utterly unbelievable: "And then? Soaking grass roots in water? Is this some kind of ritual?"
Shu Xin found him in the way, so she pushed the little lamb that was circling around her aside:
"What ritual? Didn't you go out to buy magic materials before? Magic materials won't turn into magic wands on their own. You need a magic workshop. Using the roots of the Earthgrass that have been soaked in the Sun Spring water and the fine sand under the Tree of Life as raw materials, we can create a very sticky magic barrier material, and then we can build a magic workshop."
Pompon was surprisingly talented in researching magical materials. After Shuxin gave him her guesses and the remaining clay, he quickly replicated the design. And when Nonori raised the issue of disassembling the clay, Pompon also quickly found a solution—a method that was exceptionally simple, yet also quite unexpected.
Simply pour water onto the hardened clay, and the softened clay can be easily reshaped and disassembled for cleaning.
Upon learning of this solution, Shu Xin's only thought was: Thank goodness it doesn't rain in this land of sin.
With the right magical materials, Shu Xin also found the blueprints for the magic workshop in Shu Shu Xin's memory. Peng Peng An then instructed the flower fairy slaves to begin building the workshop.
Shu Xin placed the creeping grass in her hand by the water's edge, making sure that at least two-thirds of its roots were submerged, before standing up: "Alright, this should be enough for today."
"I don't see that all these grass roots are submerged in water?" the little lamb asked, tilting its head back.
Shu Xin explained: "Because we will replant these creeping grasses, we need to leave some of their roots so that they can survive."
Xi: "...You guys are really good at calculating."
He leaned closer and sniffed the creeping grass that Shu Xin had neatly arranged in a row.
Despite the bright sun, the chill emanating from the spring water seemed to have a tangible quality, spreading upwards along the plant roots. The pungent cold air made Xi involuntarily sneeze. He shook his head and muttered softly, "This spring water smells... ugh, it's filled with the stench of the dead."
The sharp-eared and sharp-eyed flower fairy glanced at the little lamb but didn't ask any questions. Instead, she said, "Let's go back. You haven't tried the round slice soup yet, have you?"
"Round slice soup? I have no interest in your food, my dear master," the half-succubus, now back in human form, chuckled lightly. He took a long stride and moved closer, unperturbed when Shu Xin dodged him. Instead, he gracefully twirled and spread his arms, as if dancing, to block Shu Xin's path. "Aren't you going to consider rewarding me? I've completed the task you assigned me with utmost diligence!"
The handsome blond-haired, blue-eyed boy revealed a pure and innocent expression, looking pitiful: "I went on a long journey on an empty stomach, and you are so kind and compassionate, so my dear, respected, and noble master, even if I dare not ask for your favor, you will surely generously give me enough emotion and soul to fill my stomach, right?"
Although she knew that Xi's pitiful and delicious appearance was a complete disguise, the hunger transmitted through the contract was so strong that Shu Xin felt a faint emptiness as if her internal organs were being burned. Otherwise, she would not have brought up the round soup.
Thinking of the dazzling array of rare ores in the warehouse, Shu Xin finally nodded: "Okay, but it's still unlikely that I can fill your stomach. Whether it's my soul or my emotions, I'm afraid even if you add them all up, it won't be enough to fill your belly."
As she spoke, the flower fairy stretched out her slender arm. However, the half-succubus in front of her did not bend down to kiss the back of her hand as before. Instead, he leaned forward, closed his arms, and embraced the flower fairy, while gently placing a kiss on her incredibly soft cheek.
The warm touch vanished in an instant, followed by a strong feeling of weakness as if a large amount of blood had been lost, and a familiar chilling sensation on the soul level. This made the last bit of warmth on her cheeks feel hot. When Shu Xin recovered, she found herself still in Xi's arms—this guy was holding her so tightly! She even heard Xi sigh with great satisfaction.
In this situation, she should have blushed and felt shy, but Shu Xin couldn't help rolling her eyes. She slammed her head on Xi's shoulder and said, "I remember now, didn't you already collect your payment from me before you left?"
The cunning half-succubus defended herself: "What I asked you for just now was your generous reward, which is not the same as payment."
Picking up the light and airy flower fairy, Xi spread his two wings, flapped his wing membranes, and flew towards the Flower Castle. On the way, he asked with great interest about the round soup: "Is this round soup a specialty food of the elves? I've never heard of it. Is it made by making ingredients into round pieces and then cooking them into soup?"
Shu Xin: "?"
Shu Xin: "There's no more for you! Now that's my sliced meat soup!"
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