Mage Manual-Chapter 1297 - 944: Black Crow Spreads Its Wings, Emotion Sword Returns

Chapter 1297: Chapter 944: Black Crow Spreads Its Wings, Emotion Sword Returns

The Heavenly Kingdom of Thousand Wishes.

Tamasi lightly touched her toe to the milky water of the Wish Pool; tonight the water was somewhat warm. She leapt into it, swam two laps, and then leaned against the edge, her damp black hair draping over her collarbone and mingling with the water sweeping across her chest.

She exhaled a long breath, her entire body relaxing, unable to resist arching her back, her toes stretching out tightly beneath the water, giving a lazy stretch and sending two arcing ripples across the surface.

Plop!

Little Meng immediately stripped off his clothes and jumped into the Wish Pool, sitting in Tamasi’s lap, while Tamasi skillfully massaged its head.

Helping the dreaming Divine Being with a head massage while bathing in the Wish Pool had become a routine for Tamasi.

"I just met Ash, the Sword Maiden, and the Witch."

"What, you met the masters!?" Little Meng’s head tried to turn around, but Tamasi immediately turned it back.

"I didn’t have the Wish Heart with me when I met them, so I couldn’t return the Heavenly Kingdom of Thousand Wishes to them," Tamasi explained. "But I already know where they are, and once I’ve opened up a Sky Gate to their location, you can meet them."

"Yay!" Little Meng cheered.

Tamasi suddenly grew curious: "Once you’re back with Ash and the others, will you miss me?"

"Maybe I will, maybe I won’t," Little Meng said honestly. "But I will definitely miss the masters."

"Maybe, definitely..." Tamasi murmured. "Speaking of which, I don’t seem to think of Igula and Harvey much, but I remember Ash almost every day..."

"Is the master also your master?" Little Meng clapped his hands joyously: "Then we can stay with the master together!"

"Of course not, Ash and I are companions," Tamasi said. "But I’ll definitely follow him, so we can still be together in the future."

"But for some reason, the Sword Maiden seems unwilling for me to follow Ash, even though Igula and Harvey are always with him." She lowered her head, saying: "Is it because I’m a woman? But I can wear the Black Crow Set, then no one will recognize me."

Little Meng asked: "Does the master miss Little Meng?"

"No." Tamasi said honestly: "When I see Ash, I can’t help but hug him. I thought I disliked intimate contact, but being separated from him leaves me feeling a bit lost... It’s strange, I really don’t like being close to others, so why is Ash an exception?"

"The master doesn’t miss Little Meng..." Little Meng drooped.

"But at least I still love fighting with him," Tamasi’s lips curved into a gentle smile, "Fighting him feels so good; when I find him, I want to fight him every day."

Little Meng shivered: "You want to fight the master? Will you fight Little Meng too?"

"No, and I won’t harm him either, I just want to knock him down."

"And then?"

"Then?" Tamasi blinked: "Then I’ll lie on top of him and wait for him to surrender."

"What if the master doesn’t surrender?"

"He can’t not surrender, if he doesn’t, I’ll punish him until he does."

"How will you punish the master?"

"That is..."

Little Meng waited a long time without an answer. Turning around, he saw Tamasi’s flawless face tinged with a faint blush, her eyes unfocused, lost in thought.

Little Meng felt a little frightened: "Ooh, don’t punish the master harshly!"

"But I really want to punish him, want to be close to him," Tamasi unconsciously rubbed her thighs, tilting her head, she softly said: "I even want to meld him into my body. So strange, why do I want to do that?"

"So scary." Little Meng whimpered, but then gathered courage: "But I believe the master won’t lose!"

"Exactly." Tamasi’s eyes grew resolute, "No matter what, I’ll first defeat them, then defeat Ash, only then can I negotiate about punishing him with Ash."

"Although the Sword Maiden and the Witch are strong, I will not lose!"

"Raven Dance Dragon... lend me your strength!"

Tamasi inherited the wisdom of Lord Senluo, and with every bit of strength she gained, she unlocked more content. This time Tamasi summoned the Guardian Spirit Raven Dance Dragon, gaining not only detailed knowledge about Guardian Spirits from the legacy, but also unlocking a portion of Senluo’s heritage!

The last piece of Senluo’s heritage gave Tamasi the qualification to communicate with the ’Forbidden Hunting Zone’ in advance. She believed this heritage would not disappoint her!

The Mourning Black Crow has finally found the rival of her lifetime, and she would never let go!

...

...

Kingdom of Blood Moon.

Freyja felt piercing light slip through her eyelids, rubbing her eyes as she sat up in bed, the strap of her camisole sliding down her shoulder.

"Finish this glass of water."

By the window, Siflin suddenly handed over a glass of warm water, and Freyja groggily drank it down in gulps. Just then, the doorbell rang, and Siflin mentioned, "I just bought air freshener," as she went out to collect the package. When she returned, she sprayed the air freshener wildly around the room.

At this moment, Meiwa’s consciousness gradually awakened, and she asked blankly, "Siflin, why are you in my house?"

"I sent you messages and called you, but you didn’t answer, so I came over directly and saw you passed out on the bed." Siflin glanced at Freyja with contemptuous eyes as if looking at trash, "Do you remember what you were doing?"

Freyja blinked, and her memories gradually surfaced: as soon as she exited the Void Realm, she immediately took off her clothes to take a bath, and then started to reward herself...

She looked at the little vest on her body, the freshly changed bedsheet, and the air freshener Siflin had just bought. Her body couldn’t help but tremble slightly, and her complexion turned a light shade of embarrassed red.

Finally, unable to hold back, Freyja let out a "Wah" and hugged her head, squatting down, "Why did you have to come in and find me—now I’ve lost all face in the eyes of the little bat!"

When did you ever think you had any face in my eyes... Siflin sighed and only removed the cotton from her nose when the air freshener started to take effect. "Honestly, I’m not surprised you’d do something like this, but the issue is that from the time we exited the Void Realm to when I arrived at your house, it’s been less than 30 minutes... How did you manage to reward yourself to the point of passing out in just 30 minutes? You’re a disgrace to Meiwa everywhere!"

"But, but this time is different from before." Freyja raised her hand and looked at the ring on it with infatuation, "This is the wedding ring that Ash put on me."

Though tempted to retort that it’s not actually a wedding ring, and the ring itself is yours, Siflin thought it over and decided not to help Ash this time, "So how is it different?" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"It’s just different," Freyja’s jade-like feet rubbed continuously, lightly biting her lip, "It feels like Ash is right beside me."

Huh?

Could it be that Meiwa’s constitution becomes incredibly fragile in front of the person they like?

If that’s the case, then maybe Ash actually has a chance to survive... Siflin pondered for a moment and raised her brow, noticing Freyja was staring at her with big, watery eyes, looking pitiful. The air began to fill with an odd fragrance again.

Siflin, with a stoic face, sprayed the air freshener once more, "I get it, I’ll leave now, but don’t forget you have to work tomorrow."

"Can I take a leave?" Meiwa paused, cautiously holding up three fingers, "Take three days."

"You..." Siflin was at a loss for words but managed to remind, "Drink more water."

"Okay, thank you, Siflin!" Freyja giggled.

"By the way, didn’t Ash give you a Technique Spirit too?" Siflin asked, "You gave him so many precious Technique Spirits; I want to see what he used to brush you off."

"I like whatever he gives me!" Freyja pouted in retort and opened the Ring of Unmemorable.

A pink Technique Spirit, like a beautiful fairy, appeared floating in the air, and Siflin raised an eyebrow, "He’s a Legendary Mage and he gave a two-winged Technique Spirit..."

"Siflin!"

"Alright, alright, I won’t say anymore, hurry and subdue it to see what kind of Technique Spirit it is."

Freyja cupped the pink Technique Spirit with her hands and absorbed it into her soul through spiritual perception. At the moment of spiritual contact, the pink Technique Spirit suddenly advanced from a two-winged Technique Spirit to a three-winged Technique Spirit, adorned with wedding dress-like attire, leaving both of them stunned.

Not even Freyja, let alone Siflin, had ever seen a Technique Spirit advance the moment it was being subdued!

"Huh?" Freyja showed a strange expression.

Siflin asked, "What’s wrong? What kind of Technique Spirit is it?"

"This Technique Spirit is called Emotion Sword." Meiwa paused, "In the Bewitching Heart inheritance, there’s also a summoning technique and complementing Miracle for it."

Siflin was a bit puzzled, "So didn’t the Bewitching Heart inheritance leave you with an Emotion Sword?"

"No, because the Emotion Sword Technique Spirit is extremely rare, almost nonexistent in the wild, and must be summoned by the Mage themselves."

Freyja recalled the contents of the Bewitching Heart inheritance:

"To summon the Emotion Sword, the Mage must at least have a Spiritual Sanctuary, and the Mage must have someone they are infatuated with, and that person must use a sword for the Mage to summon the Emotion Sword Technique Spirit through love."

"But with this method, the Mage often gifts the Emotion Sword to their beloved rather than keeping it for themselves. It’s worth noting that if the Mage keeps the Emotion Sword Technique Spirit for themselves rather than gifting it, the Emotion Sword will remain at the Mage’s same Void Wing level without needing extra advancement, but once given, the Emotion Sword will revert to its original Void Wing level..."

Freyja’s voice grew softer and softer, looking bewildered at the gracefully dancing three-winged Emotion Sword.

"When did you summon an Emotion Sword for Ash?" Siflin asked.

"I haven’t had the chance to summon it! This definitely isn’t mine!" Freyja shook her head, feeling a bit despondent, "I planned to gift him an Emotion Sword as a present..."

Siflin thought for a moment and said, "Is it possible that Ash altered the summoning technique for the Emotion Sword so that it matches the same level as the Mage’s infatuated person rather than the Mage?"

Light shone in Freyja’s eyes, and the withering daffodils on the nightstand began to bloom rapidly. Although it wasn’t the first time, Siflin couldn’t help but sigh that this Meiwa was hopeless.

She secured the Emotion Sword Technique Spirit, and suddenly said, "Siflin, can you stay over tonight?"

"Huh?"

"I have to continue working tomorrow, Ash isn’t safe yet, the Sword Maiden is so powerful, I can’t indulge myself like this," Freyja spoke earnestly, "I need you to restrain me!"

"...Fine."

"You can wear my pajamas, there’s a new towel inside, go take a bath first." Freyja beamed, "We can chat all night!"

Siflin gave her a helpless glance, took the clean clothes, and went into the bathroom. As she undressed and was about to turn on the shower valve, she faintly heard melodious singing coming through the wall.

"...Might as well shower a bit longer."