Mage Manual-Chapter 1285 - 935: The Weak Meiwa

"Hey, is this the Dream Treasury?"

Freyja absorbed a golden collection, and her pink light sphere flickered beautifully. She looked at the vast collection in the darkness, dazed, "So is this Ash’s Dream Treasury?"

After a while, she suddenly remembered something and drew a pink stream of light towards a green light sphere that was touching a bubble, trying to stop it: "Don’t take it, don’t take it, these are Ash’s treasures, don’t take them, wuwuwu..."

The green light sphere naturally ignored her and directly drew a trajectory to approach other collections. Meiwa tried several times and found that none of the light spheres paid attention to her. She was so anxious that she was about to cry — she really thought this Dream Treasury was the one Ash entrusted to her, so she naturally felt responsible for protecting it.

However, now thousands of mages were wantonly looting in the treasury, and Meiwa was powerless, only seeing all this happening helplessly. She was on the verge of collapse.

"Wuwuwu..." Freyja’s pink light sphere shrank into a ball, crying out hoarsely: "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I betrayed your trust, I’m not qualified to take care of your things, wuwu... I’ll hand over the diary to Tamasi when I go back, she’s more suitable... She didn’t lose your kingdom, but I lost your treasury..."

"Meiwa?"

A small bat constructed with a light red dot flew over, lightly touching the pink light sphere, amused: "Why are you crying?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Siflin!" Freyja wailed and hugged the small bat, sobbing as she said, "I, I can’t protect anything! I’m too weak!"

"Aren’t I still here?" Siflin smiled and said, "The little bat will protect the little Meiwa. Don’t cry, what’s the matter?"

After Freyja finished explaining through sobs, Siflin almost fainted, "This surely isn’t Ash’s Dream Treasury... or rather, the Dream Treasury never belonged to Ash, it’s owned by the Distant Realm, Ash was just borrowing it!"

"When he went to Ruby Mountain and we came to the Distant Realm, he handed you the usage rights of the Dream Treasury. But even if he didn’t give it to you, this doesn’t belong to him!"

As a direct lineage of a Legendary Blood Saint, Siflin’s knowledge was naturally much broader than Meiwa’s. The research institute had opened many secrets to her. She didn’t quite understand the principles of the Dream Treasury before, but now seeing this treasury hidden in the inner layer of the dream, she could naturally guess most of it.

"But, but," Freyja was very conflicted, "what if he wants to use the Dream Treasury in the future? And he was the only one using it, he’d surely be sad to lose it..."

What only he, aren’t we using it too? Perhaps Ash also got the Dream Treasury from someone else... Siflin’s heart moved at this thought, giving up persuasion and instead acknowledging Freyja’s thinking: "Indeed, the items here should belong to Ash, but since everyone is scrambling for the collections here, you should join in, at least this way you can help Ash recover some losses."

Meiwa thought it made sense and flew out excitedly to touch the bubbles. Siflin followed behind, thinking that controlling Meiwa using Ash was quite simple, practically more useful than a spell. If Ash wrote in his diary that he wanted his future partner to be a Demigod Mage, Freyja would surely give up all entertainment and focus on studying magic.

Regarding Freyja’s unrequited love, the small bat’s attitude was actually quite complex.

Speaking against it, Freyja just liked Ash, and the Meiwa that Ash had developed couldn’t bear emotional loneliness. However, throughout the Blood Moon Kingdom, Ash was indeed the only worthy romantic partner — the Blood Moonians lacked a concept of love, in a materialistic society devoid of warmth.

Moreover, ignoring how Ash described himself as ’weak, pitiful, and consumable’ in his diary, he was indeed the most outstanding and Legendary figure of this era, even a great romantic partner. After all, as mages become powerful, they inevitably turn cold and heartless, but Ash and his friends were rare exceptions, which even benefited Siflin — if she ventured the Void Realm alone, she’d surely become indifferent and ruthless, and then seek peculiar hobbies to vent her desires, much like her senior who wore vacuum nun outfits in pursuit of blasphemy in belief.

Encountering Ash at Shattered Lake Prison and meeting Freyja in the Void Realm were the strangest and most wonderful surprises in Siflin’s life.

In a sense, Meiwa indeed fell for the right person. Siflin was even certain that Ash could indeed make Meiwa happy, and Meiwa had become better because she liked Ash.

But to say supporting...

Meiwa’s happiness required her demands from Ash to be minimal, but even Tamasi and Hanna thought Meiwa deserved more and better.

Moreover, although Meiwa was infinitely accommodating, others might not be willing to tolerate her.

Meiwa, who only wanted to be together for life, faced enemies who would rather love and kill each other to torture one another — and that was just one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

Hence Siflin neither supported nor opposed, she simply silently seized every opportunity for Meiwa to become stronger. When the dream reunion came, she hoped Meiwa could raise her head, confidently and bravely pursuing the one she liked.

... However, the reunion seemed not far off? Thinking about it carefully, she even slightly looked forward to it.

Siflin came back to her senses, watching Meiwa sweeping through the bubbles of collections. Initially, she was quite relieved but soon discovered something was amiss — how could Meiwa touch and break all the collection bubbles?

They indeed had an advantage here, anything they had previously equipped, they could easily break. Like Siflin equipped with ’Blood Saint Claw’, she could instantly break this collection bubble.

But the collections they had equipped were a drop in the ocean amidst the vast Dream Treasury, hard to find, how could they, like Meiwa, touch and break anything?

Just as Meiwa broke the twentieth bubble, her pink light sphere suddenly froze in the air about to collapse. Siflin hurriedly went over to hold her, nervously asking: "What’s wrong?"

"I feel, feel sick, my head is spinning." Freyja shook her head, dizzy: "So much knowledge, I, I feel like throwing up..."

"Then take a rest, dear."

"N, no, there are still so many collections left, I can’t rest yet... If I don’t quickly stash these collections, the distance between him and me will only get farther and farther... then I’ll never see him again, wuwuwu..."

"It’s because you want to see him, so you need to rest." Siflin comforted: "Besides, you are already very close to Ash."

"Really?" Freyja, dizzy, questioned blankly, "Am I already getting close to him?"

"Yes." Siflin smiled slightly: "Very close."