Chapter 2880: The Lonely Gray Wolf

This scene under the sunshine made Emilia fascinated. The scene she had fantasized about countless times had become reality, and now she was like a girl holding a book, ready to enter a fairy tale world.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind whistled by. Emilia, who raised her arm to block her face, discovered that something huge had swept over her head, and the continuous shadow blocked the sun. She looked up, only to see that it was a group of dragons flying over her head.

But that group of dragons did not fly far; they landed on the other side of the hillside not far behind her. Soon, dragon maids wearing uniform maid outfits, stepping on black leather shoes of the same style, and having dragon horns and large tails, crossed the large tree at the top of the hill and walked toward her together on the grass.

The unicorn cubs that had been following at Emilia's feet scattered in a rush, looking very afraid of these professional and capable dragon maids. One even bumped into the leg of the red dragon maid walking at the front in a panic. Fiona bent down to help it up, and the little unicorn shivered and rubbed against her hand before running away.

Emilia grabbed the shoulder straps of her satchel with both hands and met them. Of course, she recognized Fiona, whom she had met in the summer. And when Miss Weierde, who was mixed in the group of maids, winked at her, Emilia felt that she was not nervous at all.

"Nice to see you again, Miss Xiangnuode."

"Hello, Miss Delage... This is Saint Byron's Comprehensive Academy, right? (Elvish)"

The little elf asked. She had not yet been able to accept the current situation, but at least she knew she was safe this time.

Fiona corrected her:

"This is Saint Byron's Witch Academy. Principal Feilianna has already heard about you from Weierde. Now Principal Feilianna and Teacher Oulannuode want to see you, please come with us. Afterward, I will arrange a place for you to live. You came just at the right time; these few days are the days when the new semester begins, and the teachers will arrange for your enrollment."

Emilia nodded gently, grabbed the strap of her satchel tightly, and walked toward them. Then the dragon maids leaped up, transformed into dragon forms, and flew high into the sky. Emilia, who could not fly, had not yet reacted, but Miss Weierde, who had spread her wings but not transformed into a dragon, grabbed her hand and brought her flying into that azure sky amidst Emilia's exclamation.

"Emilia, welcome to Saint Byron's Witch Academy!"

(Little Mia is running...)

"Ah!"

Her bottom hit the fallen leaves. The strange touch made the wolf-eared witch, whose head was spinning, jump up immediately.

Looking around again, the night was thick, but the forest in early winter still retained that last touch of romantic golden yellow. The bonfire still burning in this small camp in the forest illuminated the small single-person tent, as well as the books piled at the entrance of the tent and the tableware that had not been cleaned up after dinner by the fire.

The crackling sound of the fire mixed with the strange sounds occasionally heard in the silent forest, but it seemed even more desolate than the truly deserted Ash Valley.

It seemed she had been away for a long time, but looking at it, she had clearly only been away for a moment. The memories of this place felt like they had happened hundreds of years ago, but Xibeier Bisi Te still quickly figured out where this was—this was her camp located in the Acorn Forest of the Golden Kingdom in the eastern part of the Southern Continent.

She seemed to have been preparing to try the method of "reaching the Academy of Knowledge" recorded in books while enjoying the moon after dinner. But she herself actually didn't hold much hope. After all, there were many, many similar legends in the stories of witches, such as "The treasure before the destruction of the ancient god sect is sealed in the subspace," "The dragons hid the collected wealth at the end of the sea before they disappeared," "Beautiful and kind witches will have... when they encounter danger."

The wolf ears twitched a few times, and the gray wolf witch felt as if she had discovered the secret hidden in history:

"The last one doesn't seem to be a legend. So, are these stories left behind by the witches who met Xia De before?"

In any case, after this peaceful and ordinary dinner, she suddenly wanted to try if she could really enter that legendary place. Although due to the cautious personality she had developed from living alone, she had brought survival supplies and spellcasting materials that might be needed before setting off, she indeed did not expect this journey to be so thrilling and exciting.

Thinking of what happened in the Ash Valley, she went to rummage through the bag she was carrying, and then took out the exquisite glasses that radiated strong miracle elements in the firelight, as well as the piece of bark that had whispering elements and was written with stories of crystal and eternity:

"So it wasn't a dream..."

The firelight illuminated her wolf ears and furry tail. She muttered to herself, pulled over a cushion, and sat down at the entrance of the tent facing the bonfire. It was just that she was not happy, but very disappointed:

"In the end, it turns out that only I belong to this time. Xia De and the others have all returned to their own time. I'm afraid I'll never see them again."

Because of her race and personality, she had very few friends, and certainly no friends she could get along with for a long time. But having been forced to live with everyone in the Ash Valley for such a long time, even Xia De, who only appeared occasionally, had made her very reluctant to part:

"I don't know if Miss Xiangnuode successfully enrolled in Saint Byron's with Miss Weierde in the end. It's really good to have a recommender...

I don't know what life as an angel is like for Miss Meizi, who followed the god and departed...

And Xia De and Yiluna, I don't know if they can defeat the powerful enemies they spoke of in the future...

And Xia De's cat, I somewhat regret that I didn't ask clearly what breed of cat that was. Although I can't afford a unicorn, having a pet cat when traveling should be pretty good."

The firelight danced in her eyes. The werewolf stared at the bonfire and let her thoughts run wild. What happened in the Ash Valley would probably affect her life forever.

She had originally planned to confirm whether the rumor that the "Silver Moon Library" gate had opened again after a thousand years was true, originally wanted to go on a pilgrimage to the legendary "Moon Tower," and originally planned to stay in this forest for a few more days to welcome the sight of the "Star Sea Whale" briefly returning to the material world. But now, she just wanted to run to the Northern Continent, to Saint Byron's, to confirm whether there were stories of dragon maids and elves there.

The beautiful wolf ears twitched on her hair again. She heard the sound of wild beast footsteps in the distant forest, but that didn't need to be paid attention to. The girl rested her chin on her hands and looked at the flames in front of her, feeling that she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight:

"I really envy them. I originally thought that traveling alone in the material world in pursuit of the moon was already quite remarkable, but they could all travel through time and space. What exactly are the future and the past like? Is Miss Mana Feilianna really as intellectual and elegant as the legends say? Will people in the future still hate werewolves? I really want to see it with my own eyes."

Actually, when Emilia proposed inviting her to the future to participate in the "Time War," she was indeed tempted. Although it was dangerous, she had never been afraid of danger.

It was a pity that this proposal did not become reality, and thinking of this, she thought of Xia De again. It was quite interesting; in the Ash Valley trip, she and Xia De spent the shortest time together, but he left the deepest impression on her.

It wasn't because she was carried away on his back underwater after seeing the god for the first time, nor was it because they both shared a common belief in the moon, and it certainly wasn't because his moonlight was so pure... although that was part of the reason. He was a very special person. In the eyes of Xibeier Bisi Te, who traveled alone, he was as lonely as she was.

This statement was very strange, because according to Yiluna, Xia De Hamilton was very popular with witches. Looking at the performance of that green dragon maid, everyone could confirm this point.

But she still had no reason to think that Xia De was similar to herself, who traveled alone. This sounded ridiculous, and she didn't even know if her blushing at this moment was because of this thought or because of the flames in front of her.

"I must remember everything that happened there well. Maybe when I'm about to die, I can bury this story. If the future Xia De and Yiluna can discover it, their expressions will definitely be very wonderful."

Thinking this, she really took out a notebook, wanting to record it. But just after writing the first line, she discovered that the content written on the paper was rapidly disappearing. And the once profound memories were also slowly but unstoppably becoming blank, like the tide at ebb.

The gray wolf girl was stunned by the firelight in front of her. Although she didn't know the reason for this, she still quickly took the glasses from the side and put them directly on her face. She didn't know the function of this artifact, but at least it, which also came from the Ash Valley, could indeed effectively help her resist the fading of memories.

She wanted to continue recording what she still remembered and back up her memories, but ordinary paper had already been proven to be ineffective...

She looked at the World Tree bark again. Although the bark was only two palms wide, Xia De didn't waste all the area inside the bark when writing the story. On the contrary, his handwriting was small and dense, so after the whole story was written, only a quarter of the bark was engraved with text.

The werewolf girl then used a pen to try to write on the bark, but discovered that ordinary ink couldn't leave a trace on it at all. So she directly extended her sharp claws and busied herself under Xia De's story with her claws.

But memories disappeared too quickly, and she didn't have time to write down the whole story. So when she finished her work, under the story, around the stick figure of "fire," were stick figures of a "werewolf," "dragon maid," "angel with glasses and wings," "elf with pointed ears," "human with long hair," and "man."

Her drawing level wasn't very good, and the scene of six people surrounding the fire was drawn like a child's doodle. But she still smiled, and then hugged the piece of bark to her chest.

Memories had been fixed because of this, and she planned to find a good place to hide the bark during her later travels, and then leave a riddle at Saint Byron's, waiting for Xia De and Yiluna many years later to solve it. ===== CHAPTER 2881 =====