[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-born-as-a-witch":3,"chapter-born-as-a-witch-born-as-a-witch-chapter-378":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Born as a Witch",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1702674,2172,"Chapter 378: Lira’s Quiet Observation","born-as-a-witch-chapter-378",378,"\u003Cp>Lira turned her gaze to the horizon, where the moonlight bathed the Grove in silver and gold. Flocks of Fénix shimmered in the trees, bees danced between glowing petals, and even the tiniest Chiomunks scampered along branches, carrying seeds in precise patterns. She could feel the pulse of life, the connectedness of all that had been gathered—and the promise of the missions to come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled faintly. \"Then we keep observing. We keep nurturing. We keep filling the gaps.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good,\" the Giant Tree rumbled. \"And remember, Lira, the Grove will teach you as much as you teach it. Patience, awareness, and understanding are as vital as courage and action. Every mission strengthens not only the Grove, but your connection to it—and through you, the balance spreads farther than these borders.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serelyth stretched her wings, letting a soft glow of elemental heat wash over the nearby flowers. \"I’m ready, Lira. Whatever the Giant Tree asks next, we’ll face it together.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira nodded, placing her hand on the moss at the base of the Great Tree. \"We’ll find every missing thread, every species, every plant. We’ll complete this web of life, no matter what it takes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leaves of the Giant Tree shimmered in approval. \"Then go, Lira. Observe, discover, and bring forth the creatures and plants that will complete the symphony. The Grove awaits your guidance, and the threads of balance await your weaving.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira rose, feeling the responsibility and determination settle deep in her chest. She looked over the Grove once more—the Fénix in their trees, the bees flitting between flowers, the night blooms glowing softly, the owls watching silently, the Chiomunks and diggers moving purposefully. Every element played its part. Every thread mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And somewhere, in the spaces between life, awaited the gaps—the missing species, the unseen guardians, the delicate balances yet to be restored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled faintly, heart steady. \"We’ll find them all. Every piece of the puzzle. The Grove will be whole.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Old Spirit Tree’s massive trunk glowed faintly as Lira approached. She felt the pulse of the Grove under her feet—the steady rhythm of all the life that had grown stronger through her care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lira,\" the Giant Tree rumbled, leaves rustling like distant waves, \"the balance of the Grove expands, but gaps remain. You have gathered pollinators, protectors, decomposers... yet the soil itself still lacks a living engine to transport nourishment directly to the plants. The ground needs caretakers that carry fertility where it is needed, shaping the land with careful precision.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira listened intently. \"So... what kind of creatures are these?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bark shimmered, and the Tree’s voice softened. \"They are beetle-like creatures, with shells that shimmer in rainbow colors. They gather fertilizer naturally, rolling it to the roots of plants, enriching the soil as they go. They are cautious but intelligent, and only respond to those who approach them with respect and patience. You must find a thriving colony and convince them to come to the Grove.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renkai frowned slightly. \"A beetle colony? How... dangerous could that be?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalanir chuckled softly. \"Renkai, it’s just beetles. Unless they’ve got teeth or magic we don’t know about.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serelyth’s wings shimmered in the morning light. \"I think they will like the Grove. There’s plenty of fertile land, and our magic will make it safe. But we must move carefully; beetles are sensitive to vibration and energy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira nodded, determination settling into her chest. \"Then we’ll leave at dawn. We’ll travel together—me, Serelyth, Renkai, and Thalanir. We’ll respect the beetles, and they will become part of the Grove.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tree’s voice rumbled with quiet encouragement. \"Go with care, Lira. Observe them first. Learn their habits. Only then will they follow willingly. And remember: patience and gentleness are more powerful than force.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira took a deep breath, placing her hand on the tree’s trunk. \"We will not fail.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first light, the party set out, walking across rolling hills and dense forests. Serelyth glided above, keeping watch, while Fluffy padded quietly along Lira’s legs, fur bristled from excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Book glowed faintly as Lira consulted the map pages. The rainbow beetles were said to dwell in a hidden valley, where soil was rich with minerals and plant life flourished naturally. The path would be challenging: rocky passes, swift streams, and areas of thick undergrowth—but nothing they could not handle together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they approached the valley, the ground grew soft and dark, the air buzzing faintly with energy. Tiny rainbows shimmered in the sunlight filtering through the leaves. Lira knelt, feeling the pulse of life in the soil. \"We’re close,\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rustle of leaves and a glitter of rainbow shells appeared in the distance. The first beetle emerged, cautiously rolling a small glob of natural fertilizer along the mossy earth. Its shell refracted sunlight into brilliant colors, like liquid light dancing on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renkai froze. \"They’re... beautiful,\" he murmured, watching as several more joined, each rolling tiny spheres of nourishment between plants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalanir laughed softly. \"I told you, Renkai. No danger here, just very... organized beetles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serelyth hovered above, wings catching sunlight. \"They’re working together, carrying nutrients to plants like a miniature army of gardeners. And look—they avoid stepping on flowers. They know exactly where to go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira smiled, kneeling closer but keeping a calm aura. \"We need to show them the Grove is a safe place. Gentle gestures, let them feel the energy of our land.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hours passed as they observed the beetles, learning their routines, the way they communicated with antennae, and how they moved in groups to roll fertilizer to the roots of large plants. Finally, Lira whispered, \"It’s time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira opened the Book, pouring a soft, glowing field of protective energy around the beetles and her team. She spread handfuls of nutrient-rich soil mixed with gentle potion enhancements the Giant Tree had taught her, showing the beetles that this land was safe and abundant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, the beetles paused, antennae twitching nervously. But as the aura of calm and care settled over the valley, they began to approach. Slowly, a small group rolled their fertilizer toward Lira’s circle, testing the safety of the magic she radiated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Careful,\" she whispered to her friends. \"Do not frighten them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalanir and Serelyth helped, placing glowing sigils to guide the beetles gently toward her. Renkai knelt, marveling at the tiny creatures, whispering softly to encourage them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By nightfall, the beetles had recognized Lira as a guardian of fertility. They began to follow her as she prepared to leave the valley. Their shells shimmered under moonlight, scattering reflections like a constellation across the forest floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they returned, the Grove welcomed them with an energy pulse, leaves quivering in anticipation. Lira guided the beetles to sections of newly planted trees, flowerbeds, and other fertile patches where the soil had been enriched with potions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rainbow beetles began their work instinctively. They rolled fertilizer spheres to the roots, digging shallow tunnels and depositing nutrients where needed. Lira watched with pride as the first plants shimmered brighter, leaves glistening as if recognizing their new caretakers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Giant Tree’s voice resonated around them. \"You have done well, Lira. The rainbow beetles are more than mere gardeners. They are living conduits of life, nourishing and shaping your Grove. With them, balance grows deeper. But remember: every creature here must find its rhythm. Observe, guide, and support them. Only then will harmony flourish.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira nodded, exhaustion and satisfaction mingling. \"We’ll watch over them. We’ll help them, and the Grove will grow stronger every day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serelyth landed beside her, wings shimmering softly. \"This is beautiful. Look at them work—the light in their shells, the way they move together. I’ve never seen anything like it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renkai, still a bit in awe, muttered, \"I admit... I didn’t want to come. But this... this is incredible. We actually created a community together.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalanir laughed, kneeling to watch the beetles roll past her hands. \"I told you it wouldn’t be scary, Renkai. And look—they love it here. This is their home now, just as much as ours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira closed her eyes, feeling the pulse of life in the Grove. With each plant nourished, each creature content, and each new element integrated, she could see the ecosystem blooming into perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rainbow beetles, small yet vital, had become an essential thread in the growing web of life, joining the Fénix, pollinators, decomposers, predators, and guardians in the ever-expanding symphony of the Grove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night settled gently over the Grove, draping everything in a soft blue glow. Fireflies drifted lazily among the branches, and the distant hum of Fénix wings echoed like warm embers in the dark. The air smelled of blooming night-petals, sweet and cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira sat on the moss near a shallow ridge, her knees drawn up, elbows resting lightly on them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t move much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply observed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below her, the rainbow beetles worked in small patterns—circles, lines, or tiny zig-zag pathways weaving through roots and sprouting leaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some rolled nutrient-spheres in pairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others dug neat funnels into the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few young beetles followed elders, mimicking every movement with adorable clumsiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their rainbow shells shimmered with every shift of moonlight—like fallen stars marching across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira’s breathing synced with the rhythm of their tiny footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is balance... not just survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cooperation. Rhythm. Trust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serelyth sat beside her, folding her wings close, warm light radiating from her feathers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re thinking deeply again,\" she murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira smiled faintly but kept her gaze forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m watching how they choose their path... it’s never random.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beetle pair paused at the base of a young tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They tapped its root with delicate precision—three soft knocks, a pause, then two more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tree shivered, as if acknowledging the message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They speak with the land,\" Lira whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They listen better than most people do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, silence stretched between them—comfortable, warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renkai approached quietly, sitting on Lira’s other side without a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He followed her gaze and watched the beetles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, he said softly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought they were just insects... but they’re part of something bigger, aren’t they?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everything here is. Every creature fills a gap we didn’t even know existed until we saw it. And each one teaches me something new.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She exhaled slowly, feeling her spirit spring resonate with the earth beneath her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Today, the beetles taught me patience. Precision. And how even the smallest act can nourish something much larger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serelyth leaned her head on Lira’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And tomorrow?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira smiled into the moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tomorrow, the Grove will show us another missing thread.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below them, the beetles began a new pattern—spiraling outward from the roots of a flowering shrub, their shells flickering like tiny auroras.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grove breathed with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The land whispered its gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Lira, quiet and steady, felt the whole ecosystem shifting closer to harmony—one species, one mission at a time.\u003C\u002Fp>",1815,"2026-06-06T14:30:21.781Z",1,"novelbin.me","093ded202014fa2db3ae5bc3a88c461f3fc326fb1c9c72a61f426c34736a9a13","born-as-a-witch-chapter-177","born-as-a-witch-chapter-232",479,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fborn-as-a-witch-cover.jpg"]