I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 441, 1.27-22: A Bouquet of Blessings

“I…” Mipar frowned, turned to look at the dark wall, as if hesitating about something.

Just then, Afra's slightly innocent voice came from behind them, "Shia! What beautiful roses! May I pick them?"

Mu Yegui turned his head and saw Afu stretching out her hand to touch the deep red rose growing among the thorns. He was slightly taken aback, and before he could stop her, he had already touched it.

“Hey! Afra!” Mipar called out.

"It hurts!" Blood dripped from his fingertips, falling little by little onto the thorns and rose petals, making the deep red even more vibrant.

Mipar dropped the hammer in her hand and ran over, anxiously asking, "Are you alright?"

Ignoring everything else, Afra picked a bunch of deep red roses. The thorns and brambles on the stems left her hands covered in cuts and bruises, from which blood flowed continuously.

“Shia.” Afra looked at Mu Yegui with her usual pure smile and said, “This is for you.”

Mu Yegui was stunned. She remained silent, completely bewildered by what Afra meant.

Seeing that Mu Yegui didn't react, Afra's smile gradually faded. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "That's true... How could Shia possibly know... After all, I've known since the beginning..."

“Afra!” Mipar’s voice carried a warning.

Afra held the bouquet of deep red roses tightly in her arms, and the prominent blue veins on her scarred, fair arms were clearly visible.

"I love Shia the most, no matter what kind of Shia she is. Even if she can't laugh, even if she likes to tease people, even if she always plays tricks on me, she will never leave me alone. I'm always getting into trouble like an idiot, but only Shia doesn't dislike me and always saves me. I really love Shia so much..."

Her eyes glistened with tears, and glistening drops slowly fell. They landed on the deep red rose petals, but the petals, unable to bear the weight of the tears, tilted over, and finally, the drops fell to the ground and disappeared…

Mu Yegui frowned slightly. She didn't have much of an impression of what Afra had said; she was probably referring to Shia herself, not her.

“As expected, Shia has forgotten everything…” Afra murmured softly, “In the end, only I remember, only me.”

"What are you talking about, Afra? Didn't we grow up together?" Mipar asked, frowning in confusion.

"Don't compare me to you!" Afra glared fiercely at Mipar.

Mipar was so startled by Afra's attitude that he took a half step back, his expression as if he were seeing Afra's obsessive side for the first time.

“Since you don’t remember, then so be it. After all, in the beginning, I only thought that… as long as I could remember you, that would be enough… that’s why I tried to survive…” Afra said softly, holding the deep red rose in her arms, and retreated step by step.

Mu Yegui was slightly taken aback and said, "There are thorns behind." His tone was slightly more fluctuating than usual, and he even spoke faster.

"Is Shia worried about me?" Afra asked happily, tears streaming down her face but a sweet smile on her lips.

Mu Yegui fell silent, not understanding why she had suddenly reminded her.

Afra smiled, taking a step back. "But it's alright, because I've already made my decision. Shia needs the spring water, doesn't she? I know all of that, everything. It's just a little regrettable that I didn't get to see... Shia's smile..."

"A smile?" She murmured, her cool silver eyes fixed on Afra, who was just one step away from falling into the thorns.

"Perhaps this is the last time... Will I be able to see Shia's smile? Like mine..." I smiled as I watched her leave...

Mu Yegui looked at her quietly, tried to move the corners of his mouth, and finally revealed a faint smile.

Afra burst into tears in an instant. She hugged the deep red rose in her arms and cried bitterly. Finally, as if saying goodbye, she gave her a deep look before leaning back and falling into the thorns behind her.

The instant she fell into the thorns, she transformed into deep red rose petals and vanished. The petals scattered among the thorns, carried by the gentle breeze, and landed throughout the courtyard.

At the same time, a deep bell rang in my ears, striking eleven times.

The white light filled the space, obscuring everything.

She could see nothing... The faint chirping of birds reached her ears, and her curled, misty gray eyelashes fluttered slightly as she slowly opened her cool, silver eyes.

The room that came into view was Shia's, just as familiar as ever.

She still clearly remembered Afra's regretful smile before she fell into the thorns. Was it just a dream?

still is……

Mu Yegui felt a cool sensation brush against his face. He reached up and touched his cheek, only to find it damp.

What's wrong with her?
what is this?
Her cool, silver eyes remained devoid of any extra emotion, but glistening tears streamed down her cheeks and chin, dripping onto her white nightgown and wetting the area.

A gentle knock sounded on the door.

Before Mu Yegui could respond, he was suddenly pushed away.

Jafar remained in the position of ramming the door, his sea-blue eyes filled with obvious panic. His beautiful long silver hair was simply tied back with a red ribbon, and his handsome face displayed a complex mix of emotions.

"Are you alright?" Jafar asked cautiously.

Mu Yegui turned her head to look at him steadily, with glistening tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes.

The next second she was hugged, a hand gently placed on the back of her head, pressing her against his shoulder.

"I'm sorry..." Jafar whispered, his voice filled with deep guilt and remorse.

"Why do you say that?" Mu Yegui asked, puzzled.

"I'm sorry," Jafar said softly, without answering Mu Yegui.

Why would Gafar say that...?

What did he do?

However, Jafar did not answer her at all. He just kept apologizing in a low voice, repeating those three words, like a machine without any self-awareness.

He didn't know how much time had passed before he released Mu Yegui, took a few steps back, and said with a hint of embarrassment, "I lost control a little. Sorry, it's almost time for breakfast, I'll go downstairs now."

After saying that, Jafar ran out with a red face.

Mu Yegui blinked her cool, silver eyes, then turned her gaze to the black seeds on the bedside table.

I reached out and picked it up, and a string of information popped up.
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[106] Miracle Seed

Level: Miracle (Unique)

Introduction: Originally a seed that had lost its life, it was revived here because of the infusion of new life.

Active: Planting.

CD: None
Comment: Miracle after miracle. Without emotional care, even if it recovers its vitality, it cannot be grown again.

How to use: Plant in the soil before it sprouts, and be sure to cut off the flowers in time when it blooms to prevent it from withering.
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I still owe two chapters; I'm stuck again.

I know you don't understand, because the entire instance is a circle, and you're only seeing a part of it right now.

This dungeon is incredibly convoluted, and every part contains hints.

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(End of this chapter)