Mage Manual-Chapter 1291 - 940: Promise

Freyja was very nervous.

She didn’t dare move or speak, lowering her head to look at her chest, and even with all the hints Siflin was giving her, she could not respond.

Her anxiousness peaked when she realized that the Sword Maiden was Sonia.

She was so scared.

She wasn’t Ash’s first friend, nor a comrade who went through life and death with Ash, and in total, she hadn’t even spent a week with him. In Ash’s whirlwind of adventures, she was nothing, just a passerby who met by chance.

She couldn’t compare to the Sword Maiden, the Witch, the Silver Lamp, or even Filly. Filly had just shared a passionate kiss with Ash, yet she hadn’t even slept with him.

Would Ash not recognize her? Would he have forgotten her? Would he think she was insignificant?

Would someone like Ash find it disgusting if someone like her missed and cared for him?

If, if...

Tap, tap, tap.

Large teardrops fell onto her chest, and Freyja bit her lower lip. Just thinking about it made her unable to bear it, her heart felt like it was being squeezed tight, suffocating her. Siflin was right; she was a coward, a coward who couldn’t even touch cotton candy for fear of getting pricked.

She wished she could turn into a tiny creature and hide away...

Siflin, seeing Freyja’s tears, could guess her thoughts. She held Freyja’s arm and quietly stepped back with her.

Freyja didn’t resist, allowing herself to be led away by Siflin, but after just two steps, she stopped.

She was truly afraid, yet she also genuinely wanted to see him. She was willing to watch him secretly from afar, as long as he was well, everything was fine. But she couldn’t suppress her heart’s desire to get closer.

"Ash..." She murmured in a voice as soft as a mosquito’s, "Sh..."

"You finally called my name, Freyja."

Freyja suddenly lifted her head and saw Ash standing in front of her.

"I thought you didn’t want to see me. You called my name once and then fell silent, made me unsure of whether to talk to you," Ash said with a smile. "Besides, you’ve become much prettier and cuter, so for a moment, I wasn’t sure if you were the Meiwa I knew... Why are you crying?"

Siflin watched as the Meiwa visibly brightened, her tears melting like snow in spring, and she thought that even the Moon Shadow Priests might not possess such devotion.

"Meiwa?" Diya looked at Freyja curiously, fairly evaluating, "Indeed a beauty like Uncle Bokin!"

"Meiwa are the most beautiful race," Vishi said serenely. "Most Meiwa are naturally gorgeous, but they often succumb to desires and end their lives hurriedly. Only a few Meiwa stir emotions, practice abstinence, not only gaining extraordinary spiritual talents but also gradually transforming their appearance to fit their lover’s preferences. Although beauty is subjective, Meiwa can become the image their lover finds most beautiful."

"Is, is that so?" Freyja said somewhat dazedly, "I didn’t realize anything changed... Plus, everyone is so beautiful, I feel very ordinary myself."

She hesitated for a moment, then finally mustered the courage to lift her head, "It’s been a while, Ash."

"It’s been a while, Freyja." Ash replied, "But you haven’t said why you were crying earlier, what’s wrong?"

"I, I..." The Meiwa felt very embarrassed, "Maybe it’s because sand got in my eyes."

Siflin could almost not bear to watch, she could hardly stop herself from saying, "Ash, Freyja, she—"

"Because you stole the heart of a maiden, Ash," Sonia walked over and said, "Since the day you parted, Freyja has been chasing after you; you really are quite troublesome."

Ash naturally hadn’t mentioned Freyja to Sonia, but Freyja had shared her emotional journey with Sonia earlier. Now, linking up the Meiwa’s timeline and Ash’s, the Sword Maiden could piece together the truth.

Ash widened his eyes, looking at Freyja, who quickly shook her head, "No, it’s not Ash’s fault, just my own doing... Because you said you’d come back to see me and that we might meet in the Void Realm again, so I’ve been striving toward that..."

"Then I really have some prophecy talent, don’t I? Look, we’ve met in the Void Realm now, haven’t we?" Ash laughed, "I thought you might have forgotten me by now—"

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Freyja shook her head firmly and said excitedly, "I think about you every single day, every night, every minute, every second. I think of you so much that I can’t sleep, and I hide under the covers to cry secretly. I’ve saved all your photos, including the wanted posters, loop the songs you’ve listened to, and practice the LaLa Fai dishes you like. I remember everything you’re interested in!"

Not just the Sword Maiden, Witch, Nia, and Filly, even Siflin, Hanna, and Tamasi couldn’t help but look over, only Vishi remained calm, having seen much in her life.

After speaking, the Meiwa realized what she had done and wished she could transform into a LaLa Fai and disappear into the ground, thinking it was all over, Ash would definitely find her repulsive—

"I’m very glad, Freyja."

Freyja jerked her head up, her eyes flashing with dazzling light. Everyone also turned to Ash, whose expression remained calm as he asked, "Freyja, are you already a Holy Sanctuary Mage now?"

"Yes, Spiritual Sanctuary, and I even gained the Bewitching Heart inheritance in the Eternal City!" Freyja nodded vigorously.

He only asked one question, and you almost revealed the color of your underwear... Siflin thought to herself.

"We’ve been apart for less than a year, and you’ve climbed from being ordinary to becoming a Holy Sanctuary Mage. In any country, you’d be hailed as a genius." Ash smiled, "But more than the leap in power, I’m happier to know you now have friends who truly care for you."