The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Sylph abruptly changed the subject, her gaze fixed intently on Moran:
"Hey, let's not talk about us anymore. What about you? Did you just get back from another world too? What have you been up to lately? Which other world are you planning to go to next?"

In Sylph's mind, the word "leisure" did not exist in Moran's dictionary. He spent his days either studying and improving himself or exploring other worlds.

Moran picked up her teacup and blew on the rising steam.

“I haven’t left Valen for decades. I usually just fish by Lake Chunjian and occasionally go to Moon Harbor to try Melis’s new wine. I just visited Grandma Della a few days ago. Today she went to the clan meeting and brought little Leila to me. I played with her for half a day and she just fell asleep.”

"Pfft—!" Sylph almost spat out the tea she had just taken a sip of, and hurriedly wiped her mouth:

"W-what?! You haven't left Valencia for decades? Fishing? Drinking? Raising kids?! And then what? You're not going to tell me you're planning to plant a witch tree and conceive a little witch, are you?"

"Yes, that's a plan." Moran nodded. "Once I'm ready, I'll plant a witch tree to nurture a little witch, or build a mobile witch's home, going wherever the wind takes me, slowing down to enjoy the scenery, experiencing the carefree wandering life of a bard, and maybe even telling stories to the people I meet along the way!"

“…” Sylph was completely speechless. She even stood up, moved closer to Moran, carefully examined her face, and reached out to touch her forehead:

"Are you alright? You haven't been cursed with any strange, demoralizing curse, have you? You, Moran, the Witch of the Scroll, for so long... you haven't been reading? Haven't been researching new magic? Haven't been to the Well of Heaven to accept a quest? Haven't planned any space travel to explore new other worlds?"

Moran gently shook her head:

“Sylph, there haven’t been any world quests in the Sky Well that are higher level than the world of Seran. The remaining lower-level worlds are of little use to me now and are not very meaningful. Studying magic on my own is not something that can be done overnight. As for space travel to rescue other worlds… that’s not necessary for now.”

"Why?" Sylph vaguely sensed a relaxed and content feeling about her that was different from usual.

"Because I saved all the Earth beings on every timeline..." Moran said calmly. "Now there are tens of thousands of Earth beings on every timeline using card magic."

Even if I do nothing every day, the magical gains from these tens of thousands of worlds are constantly and naturally increasing my permanent magical power and one-time magical power reserves.

So you see, I really have 'nothing to do' now.

Unable to find a higher level of knowledge, my original research has entered a long and gradual plateau, while my magic continues to grow automatically… Besides slowing down and enjoying this hard-won life free from any burdens, what else can I do?

“What…?!” Sylph froze instantly, her pupils shrinking sharply.

Of course she knew what "Blue Star" meant to Moran. Moran was a soul from another world, carrying the memories of her past life. For her, Blue Star was the homeland of her soul, the source of all her urgency and obsession.

She knew that Moran had always wanted to return to Earth and save it from destruction, but crossing timelines was too difficult.

“No wonder…no wonder you suddenly stopped being so 'curious'! I was wondering why you seemed like a completely different person, starting to enjoy life so comfortably!” Sylph understood immediately. She stepped forward and hugged her tightly: “That’s wonderful! Moran! You should have done this a long time ago!”

The embrace lasted a few seconds before Sylph released her and took a step back: "So, how are your preparations going? I mean, the planting of the Witch Tree and the nurturing of the little witch!"

Moran met Sylph's gaze, and a natural smile appeared on his lips:

"I'm already mentally prepared. Next, I'll systematically learn some more in-depth parenting knowledge, gradually introduce some children's products with their magic, and make some knowledge and material reserves. Then it'll be ready to be put on the agenda."

"I want to go back to Emerald Creek Plain and plant the Witch's Tree in the place where I grew up."

“Emerald Plains? It has beautiful scenery, a pleasant climate, and is very safe. It would be a good place for a little witch to grow up.” Sylph planted her witch tree in the plantation of Emerald Plains back then.

“Yes, that’s what I think too.” Moran nodded. “By the way, Sylph, speaking of raising children… when you were taking care of Flora and Tiana, did you encounter any problems that you found particularly difficult, or that you felt you could have handled better in retrospect? I’d like to hear more about the practical experience of someone who’s been through it.”

Upon hearing this question, Sylph's smile faded slightly, and a complex look of reminiscence flashed in her eyes.

She leaned back on the sofa, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the ring on her hand, and remained silent for a moment:
"It's a tricky problem... Every child is different, and the situations they encounter are all different. For example, when Flora was little, she would often steal my broom and try to fly into the sky, while Tiana was obsessed with 'disassembling' magical items for a while, causing chaos at home... However, if I had to say what I regret the most, or what I think could have been handled better... it would probably be... I shouldn't have planted two witch trees at once!"

Sylph's voice lowered slightly:
"Although they brought me double the joy and happiness, during their early childhood when they needed my full attention and companionship the most, my time and energy were inevitably divided in two."

Even if I try my best to be fair and give them what I believe to be equal love and care, children's hearts are sensitive.

I often feel that what I give Flora may not be 100% of what she needs, and what I give Tiana may be compromised because I have to take care of the other one.

I wasn't able to give each child the complete, unconditional, and exclusive maternal love that mothers who only have one child can provide.

Sylph's tone was filled with deep regret:
"They are all doing well now, independent, excellent, and have a good relationship with each other. They have not been left with any psychological trauma, but this is probably thanks to the witch's naturally pure soul."

Therefore, Moran, it is best to plant only one Witch's Book Tree at a time, giving your most complete and unreserved love and attention entirely to that one child.

This was crucial for her to establish her initial sense of security and self-awareness.

Nurturing multiple baby witches simultaneously can be more challenging and regrettable for a first-time mother! (End of Chapter)