Chapter 15... Something's not right.
Something's not right.
Silas felt something was very wrong.
As if overnight, Mela and Lex's relationship suddenly heated up, like a flame leaping up in a winter fireplace, burning very high.
However, Silas couldn't quite figure out what was wrong. It quietly shifted its body, hid its head behind its wings, and pretended to be asleep, while secretly observing the two of them.
Well, Mela still seems to be bossing Lex around as usual.
No.
"Lex!"
Mela's voice rose high.
She held the quill pen in her hand and leaned out the window. The sunlight outside was just right, brightly illuminating her whole body, as if she were covered with a layer of delicate oil paint.
Even the slight wrinkles on his nose were clearly visible.
“My ink is all gone again,” Mela said.
Lex was carrying a watering can and watering the flower pots lined up behind the house.
The flowerpot contained the pearl grass that Mela and Lex had picked earlier.
Pearl grass is an aquatic plant, so there is no soil in the flowerpot, only a full pot of crystal-clear water.
However, the water jug that Lex was carrying contained water infused with growth hormones.
Every so often, Lex would come and add some food to the pearl grass.
After this period of care, they have not disappointed Mela's growth potion. They are growing exceptionally well, with their roots and stems growing tall and long, and their tightly closed leaf buds showing a heavy weight to the naked eye.
It was probably already filled with glistening white pearl fruits.
According to Mela, these pearl fruits will be fully ripe in another two weeks.
"Okay." Hearing Mela call him, Lex first methodically finished pouring the last of the water in the kettle before circling back to the cabin.
The task of maintaining the house has now been handed over to Lex. Although he can't make the cabin look brand new and tidy, it's not Lex's fault. Mela specifically emphasized that the current layout is exactly how she likes it.
In addition, Lex also kept small items such as ink in a special place, so that whenever Mela needed something urgently, like now, Lex could easily find a new, unopened bottle of ink for her in the low cabinet near the door.
"Oh, by the way, this is the last bottle of ink left in the cabinet," Lex reminded him.
"Really? Looks like I'll have to ask Ducwato to make another trip." Mela had just dipped her quill in fresh ink, preparing to continue adding to her journal.
Reminded by Lex, Mela decided to put the journal aside for now. She then swept the messy objects on the table and, amidst a clattering sound, found a blank parchment.
Hmm, Mela paused in her grip on the quill pen, thinking to herself, what should she ask Ducwato to buy?
First and foremost, of course, is the ink.
As is customary, buying five bottles would be enough for Mela to use for a while, but as soon as she wrote down the number five, Mela suddenly remembered the books she kept in the basement.
Over time, the pages of some books inevitably become thin and brittle. Whenever Mela flips through these old books, she has to carefully control her breathing to avoid accidentally tearing the fragile paper with the storm of her breath.
Some books, even those that Meera treated with utmost care, still couldn't escape the fate of yellowed pages and blurred text.
Mela should have taken out these books and copied them again long ago, but when Mela thought about how each book was hundreds of pages thick, her inherent laziness kicked in.
Let's wait until she develops a potion that will allow Silas to learn to write.
However, Mela glanced at Lex quickly and realized that she no longer needed to bother figuring out how to teach Silas to write; there was a ready-made solution right in front of her.
Thinking of this, Mela blacked out the number five and wrote a ten next to it.
Lex, who suddenly felt a chill down his spine: ?
He always felt an inexplicable weight on his shoulders.
Mela was still listing the items she needed, mostly small odds and ends, such as sewing needles, cotton wicks... Oh right, Mela slapped her forehead and remembered that she also needed a good wooden comb.
A couple of days ago, Mela was combing her freshly dried hair when her thick, seaweed-like hair suddenly got tangled, forming a small knot like a tangled ball of yarn that she couldn't untangle and even stuck the comb in place.
At first, Mela patiently tried to untangle her hair, but when she found that she couldn't, and it was pulling at her so hard it hurt, Mela got angry and pulled harder. With a snap, the comb broke in two and fell to the ground.
Lex, who was passing by, and Silas, who was tilting his head and preening his feathers with his beak, were both stunned. They silently made their movements less loud, afraid of provoking Mela, who was obviously emanating an unknown black aura.
At this moment, Mela was quite envious of the two of them. Silas aside, Lex's neat short hair didn't even need a comb. Unless his slightly longer bangs covered his eyes, Lex would casually run his hand through them.
But when it came to actually letting Mela cut off her beautiful long hair, she just couldn't bring herself to do it, even with the scissors in hand.
Never mind, let's just leave it as is.
“Lex,” Mela called again.
When Lex came over, Mela pointed with her quill to the small blank space at the bottom of the parchment. "Is there anything you want to buy?"
"Can I buy whatever I want?" Lex was surprised to find that he was included and felt flattered.
Mela didn't even call Silas—
"Damn it, why am I not included in the purchase?" Silas, who had been spying, couldn't hold back any longer and shouted loudly.
Mela glanced around at Silas's round belly and let out a cryptic chuckle.
Doesn't she know what Silas wants to buy? It's nothing more than the good food in town.
As Silas's owner, Mela knew she couldn't continue to indulge him after watching him get so fat.
"Let's talk about it when you've successfully lost weight."
Mela waved her hand dismissively, looked at Lex, and answered his question, "That's right, you can buy whatever you want, it's on your tab anyway."
"..." Lex hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Then I'd like a sword, is that alright?"
sword?
If it were anything else—food, clothing, or other necessities—it wouldn't matter. But when Lex mentioned wanting a sword, the meaning suddenly changed.
No matter how powerful a witch is, she is still made of flesh and blood and can die if she is stabbed.
Otherwise, why would the witches be afraid of the king's army?
In the past, Lex might not have dared to bring up this idea to Mela in person; he wouldn't have even dared to reveal the dagger he was carrying.
But after the night the two of them sat on the rock watching the stars, Lex suddenly felt that perhaps he didn't need to be so wary of Mela.
If she was really worried that he would hurt her, she would have just let him die in the forest in the first place.
Thinking of this, Lex's eyes narrowed, and he stared directly into Mela's eyes.
Mela did not refuse him, but she raised her eyebrows slightly, "You should know better than me that you can't buy swords on the market. They are all controlled by royalty and nobles."
Moreover, ordinary blacksmiths were not allowed to forge such weapons; they could only forge farm tools such as hoes and sickles.
If weapons are discovered to be hidden in a home, the entire family, and even the neighbors, will lose their heads.
Therefore, even the most profit-driven businessmen dare not do this business. Even if they are not afraid, their neighbors are.
If you report someone and it's considered a meritorious act, you can get your family exonerated.
“It’s alright, Ducwato knows Cherge. As long as he can help me deliver the message, Cherge will give him what I want.” Lex had already figured out what to do.
"Okay, since you've already come up with a solution, I'll write it down for you."
Mela quickly wrote down Lex's request in the simplest terms on the parchment, but this left the entire sheet without any extra blank space.
"It's okay, this is enough for me." Lex hadn't intended to ask for anything else anyway.
Since moving into the cabin, Lex has abandoned the luxurious lifestyle he once enjoyed in the palace, content with just being fed and clothed.
Even if you manage to achieve your goal, that would be an unexpected surprise.
"All done. I'll take this form to Ducwato right away."
Mela stood up, walked to the crucible, and tossed the rolled-up parchment underneath.
The blue flames that suddenly appeared quickly licked it clean and then extinguished it just as fast, leaving not even a speck of ash behind.
"All done." Mela nodded in satisfaction, confident that the intact parchment was now in Ducwato's pocket.
All that's left is to wait for Ducwato to come and bring them what they want.
This was the second time Lex had seen Mela contact Ducwato using such a miraculous method. This time, he no longer hid his curiosity: "No matter how far away Ducwato is, can this method really deliver the letter?"
He knew that Ducwato lived in a town near the Dark Forest, but what if Ducwato went to a more distant place, like the Royal City?
If he could, Lex suddenly felt that he should actually contact Chern directly.
"How could that be? Fifty li is the farthest distance it can reach."
Mela shook her head, dismissing Lex's wild idea.
In addition, this method has many limitations. For example, it can only deliver something the size of a pocket, which is why she has to roll up the parchment; and it can only deliver things that can be burned by blue flames.
Although Lex found the blue flame, which could spontaneously ignite and extinguish itself, mysterious and seemingly omnipotent, Mela knew very well that it was just a rather strange flame.
Ultimately, it all comes down to fire.
It's only good for burning paper or heating crucibles.
Whatever Lex wants to do with it, he shouldn't make things difficult for a ball of fire.
"I'm hungry," Mela suddenly stretched.
Although she may not have done much that day, the light outside the window was tinged orange by the setting sun and was slowly moving toward the end of the night.
It's time for dinner again.
That evening, Lex divided three bowls of steaming hot vegetable stew into three bowls of different sizes.
The largest bowl belonged to Lex; the twelve-year-old boy's appetite was not to be underestimated.
Mela's bowl was a bit smaller than Lex's; she didn't like being skinny like a stick, so she certainly wouldn't deliberately diet to maintain a slim figure.
The smallest bowl is naturally Silas's, and it's almost half the size of Lex's.
However, Silas stared dumbfounded at the mountain of carrots piled up in his bowl, then glanced at the other two's bowls, his small black eyes widening in shock, "Why isn't there any carrot in Mela's bowl?"
“Because I hate eating carrots.” Mela gave Silas a strange look. It wasn’t like it was the first time she had been Silas’s pet. Why was Silas making such a fuss?
No, no, no, Silas certainly knew that Mela hated carrots. What shocked him was why only Mela's bowl had no carrots, while his and Lex's bowls were piled high with bright red chunks.
Clearly, Lex had carefully picked out the carrots that should have gone into Mela's bowl when serving the food, and then divided them equally between himself and Silas.
But, but Silas also hates eating carrots!
However, Silas certainly didn't receive the same treatment at Lex Lucas as Mela did.
Lex ignored Silas's accusing gaze and continued eating his food slowly.
Silas looked at Mela with a wronged expression.
To everyone's surprise, Mela didn't even look up.
Sigh, one is Lex who favors himself, and the other is Sylas who wants her to favor him. In order not to disappoint either side, Mela can only pretend to be stupid.
Little did she know that her actions, in the eyes of Silas, stirred up his resentment towards Lex. Well, at least he had found evidence that the relationship between the two had changed.
Now Lex dares to openly fawn over Mela!
Silas clearly felt that his second place in the cabin was about to be in jeopardy.
It pecked at the carrot in the bowl with hatred, as if it were pecking at Lex.
Silas secretly decided that he had to find a way to do something.
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