Rebirth Of The Queen Chapter 285
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"This area should be bordered by this area," she said again pointing to two different areas.
"Did they trick me?" Fu Xie Lan asked a little doubtfully, although she was sure that what she said was very unlikely.
Hao who heard the girl's words looked back carefully at the blind map in front of him.
'Perhaps what Elder Huang Bao meant was the core region fairy, Miss,' Hao said in reply to his Miss's words.
Fu Xie Lan was silent for a moment.
"Is that so?"
'Then where else if not the core region, Miss?'
'The region where the Mermaid race is located? If so, there's no way Lord Gu Yi and Elder Huang Bao would say that this is fairy territory,' Hao replied as he raised his tiny feet, seemingly pointing at a seemingly separate area on the scroll on the table.
'It could be that the outer and inner region is not described, Miss. Then that's what causes this region to be drawn apart,' Hao explained again.
Hearing Hao's lengthy explanation, Fu Xie Lan was silent. Seems to be thinking.
If what the fluffy little creature said was true, then that meant it had to go to the core region as well?
But how? It was way up there, and Fu Xie Lan didn't know how to get to that area.
If only she had realized this earlier, perhaps she would have chosen to follow Master Liu, no matter how much danger lurked her.
But unfortunately, it seemed that at this time she had to find her way to get to that region and return to this house before Master Liu came. Not only that, because she doesn't have much time, only one week.
A sigh escaped the girl's luscious lips. It seems, one week feels very short just to look for a small object in a very large area.
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"Looks like what you said has some truth in it, tsk."
"Alright. If that's the case, we should head to the core area immediately."
'No matter what decision Miss, I will always be near you,' replied Hao again pulling his leg from the top of the scroll.
At the same time, Fu Xie Lan nodded, slowly reorganized the scroll that was right in front of her, and put it back into her cosmic bag.
.and for tonight, the girl decided not to do anything first.
Several tens of minutes passed, Fu Xie Lan still looked focused on the second book she was reading. There was nothing of interest to her at all, for most of its contents were general and she already knew. So that the girl did not read every page and only glimpsed it.
While the first book contained only pictures, Fu Xie Lan put it aside first. Not without reason, because in addition to not having writing, some pictures look less clear, there are even pictures that look faded.
Hao who saw his Miss's seriousness just curled up lazily on the chair, not moving or making the slightest sound that could break the girl's concentration.
Being in the room made it a little bored. Exhausted sighs could be heard escaping her luscious lips.
Until a few moments later.
'Miss, do I need to get the books here?' asked Hao.
'If you are bored. Maybe you can read it on the swing while you relax,' suggested Hao who was still curled up lazily.
Hearing the little creature's chatter, Fu Xie Lan was silent for a moment, looking as if she was considering.
It was late at night, and again up there didn't have any lighting like the one in this room, there was no way she could use her mana all the time just to create light.
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And after struggling with her thoughts, suddenly an idea popped into her head.
Why didn't she just take the lantern upstairs?
Immediately the girl rose from her position, walked towards the place where the lantern hung. She watched it for a moment then tried to grab it and removed the hanger that was attached to the wooden wall.
With a smile on her lips, Fu Xie Lan started to walk towards the steps. Leaving the two books she had read earlier on the table, lying just like that.
"Hao, bring the books in the chest upstairs," Fu Xie Lan ordered as she started slowly climbing the stairs.
'Fine, according to Miss's orders,' replied Hao immediately jumping down to the floor.
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Relaxing on the swing while waiting for Hao's arrival, Fu Xie Lan's violet eyes never left the grass that gave off light in the lantern.
For some reason, the girl was suddenly interested in having such a plant.
Where can she get grass like that in this area? If only she knew where the grass grew up, perhaps Fu Xie Lan would have already taken some and stuffed them into her cosmic bag.
Not for any particular reason, but rather because she just likes to see it.
After all, the cosmic bag can store anything or as many objects as possible. So she doesn't have to worry about running out of storage space.
"Miss, here is the book," a deep-sounding voice entered the girl's senses.
Fu Xie Lan was momentarily rooted to the spot when she turned to the source of the voice. There, Hao stood in his human form with several books arranged vertically in his hands.
"O-oh yeah, just keep it there," stuttered Fu Xie Lan, for some reason the girl felt a little awkward, even though the man and the little fluffy creature that was always following her were the same creatures.
Hearing the girl's words, Hao just nodded and placed the books in his hand on the branch tree where Fu Xie Lan was.
"Return to your magic beast form," the girl said then.
"Alright Miss," And at that moment, a light appeared right where Hao stood, the next second, there was no more man, all that was left was a small, thick white furry creature.
Seeing Hao's change, Fu Xie Lan just nodded. She asked Hao to return to his magic beast spirit form not because she didn't like his human form, it was just that the girl was not used to it and it made her a little uncomfortable.
Slowly a green-colored mana re-gathered at the tip of Fu Xie Lan's fingers, the size probably resembled a marble.
The girl then pointed it at the place where the books were, and suddenly the roots of vines appeared and wrapped around the books one by one, Fu Xie Lan did it not without reason, she didn't want the books to fall if just put it there, yes even though the branches tree are very big and a little wide. Having finished doing that, Fu Xie Lan again took one of the many books, carried it on her lap, leaned back a little, and relaxed her body.
While the lantern that she had brought before, hung right above the branch next to the swing where she was.
"Hao, wake me up if you see me sleeping," said Fu Xie Lan.
"But, Miss..."
"I don't accept rejection, Hao," the girl interrupted.
"Okay, Miss."
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