The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Since Moran warned that there might be dangers outside the fence, the little guy only stayed within the yard.

After exploring the yard and finding nothing new, she started playing hide-and-seek!

Moran held Sylvia in her arms and gestured for Zizi to push the stroller, with Sentai and Kaba following behind.

She walked to the front door of her house and closed the open door.

Sylvia: "(°°)?"

Weren't we going out?

Moran could easily read the little one's mind, knowing she wasn't completely clueless, and explained to her:

“We’re going to Mom’s lakeside cottage by Springview Lake in the witch town. Mom’s friends Vasita, Sylph, and Lilith all live nearby, and they also have witch babies the same age as you.”

As she spoke, she reached out and gently turned the hands of the magic clock on the wall beside the door:

"This door in our house is a teleportation portal, this magic clock is the activation switch, this icon represents the Cuixi Log House courtyard where we are currently living, this one next to it is the witch's house in the Mirror Space, and this last one is the lakeside cottage."

Moran turned the pointer to the icon symbolizing the lakeside cottage.

Then, he grasped the doorknob and reopened the front door.

The lush and verdant Cuixi Plain outside the gate has been transformed into a tall oak forest and the sweet fragrance of wisteria blossoms wafting through the air.

On the grass in the yard, Vasita laid out a huge soft cushion.

At this moment, she was kneeling on the edge of the cushion, looking at little Tessa on the cushion with a smile on her face.

Little Tessa waved her chubby little arms playfully, occasionally kicking her little legs a few times, making meaningless "ah" and "oh" sounds, trying to reach the wisteria flowers on her head.

"Moran! You're here! Come over here quickly!"

Upon hearing the door open, Vasita immediately looked up and waved, her gaze instantly drawn to the little one in Moran's arms: "Is this Sylvia?"

She immediately moved closer and carefully examined the little one: "Wow, these eyes are exactly like yours! They're so bright and purplish, you can tell he's a smart child!"

Sylvia was startled by the sudden approach of the unfamiliar face radiating warmth, and her small body leaned back slightly in Moran's arms.

She stared wide-eyed at Vasita, her mother's purple eyes, and looked warily at her. Then she turned her little head to look at the unfamiliar, flower-filled yard, and then back at the house she had just come out of, which now looked somewhat unfamiliar as well. Her little face was filled with great confusion and bewilderment.

Where am I? Is this witch, who's speaking loudly and has her face so close, my mother's friend?

They were all witch mothers with children who couldn't speak clearly, so they got used to using mind-reading to understand what the children meant.

Vasita smiled and said, "I am Vasita, your mother's friend, and that is my daughter Tessa!"

Moran also introduced to Sylvia: "This is another place where Mom lives, a lakeside cottage."

“Alright, Moran, quickly put Sylvia on the cushion so she can play with little Tessa,” Vasita urged.

Moran smiled and nodded, carefully placing Sylvia next to Tessa. Once Sylvia knew this was also her mother's territory and that the unfamiliar witch was her mother's friend, she felt completely at ease. Her wariness turned to curiosity; she unconsciously waved her little arm, her purple eyes darting around curiously, just in time to meet the gaze of little Tessa beside her.

Tessa stopped kicking her legs, turned her head, and curiously looked at the child who had suddenly appeared beside her with her big, round, dark brown eyes.

The two little ones just stared at each other silently.

Just then, Sylph, carrying Evelyn, and Lilith, carrying Dorella, walked over from the backyard.

Evelyn seemed to have just woken up; her dark green eyes were half-open, giving her an exceptionally serene appearance.

She didn't react much to the change in environment; she just blinked slightly and then went back to sleep.

Dorella, who had been nestled in Lilith's arms, immediately quieted down when her gaze fell upon the clusters of wisteria blossoms. Her attention was instantly drawn to them, and once placed on the cushion, she stared intently at them.

The four little ones lay side by side.

The four mothers, Moran, Vasita, Sylph, and Lilith, found comfortable spots around the cushions and naturally formed a gentle protective circle.

Their gazes were all focused on the four little ones in the center of the cushion, not missing a single slight movement they made.

"Huh? Little Tessa has actually quieted down!" Vasita was the first to notice her daughter's unusual behavior. She looked at her daughter, who was sandwiched between Sylvia and Evelyn, with amusement.

Instead of waving her arms and kicking her legs as before, little Tessa unusually tucked her arms and legs in, lying quietly like a kitten with its claws retracted.

"Pfft!" Sylph chuckled upon hearing this, looked closely, and smiled knowingly, "I think she's afraid that if she moves too much, she might accidentally bump into Sylvia and Evelyn next to her, right? I didn't expect that our little Tessa, who seems so lively, is actually quite a thoughtful and considerate child at heart!"

Moran's gaze fell on Evelyn, who was the quietest of them all. The little one had closed her eyes again at some point, her breathing even, and she was even making very faint, babyish snores: "Why is Evelyn asleep again?"

Sylph shook her head, a mixture of helplessness and indulgence in her expression.

"I've checked her carefully several times, and she's healthy. She just...loves to sleep. I'm starting to suspect that when she was in the egg, she was so quiet, and she probably spent most of her time sleeping!"

This guess elicited a knowing smile from everyone.

“That’s interesting,” Lilith said with a smile, her gaze shifting between Evelyn and her own Dorella. “These two little ones, one is sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed, and the other is quietly looking at the flowers with her eyes open, as if they had made a pact.”

While Tessa, who was "sandwiched" in the middle, temporarily stopped moving, her eyes kept darting around, her body was slightly tense, and she carefully wriggled around, trying to find a "safe space" where she could move around without disturbing her neighbors.

Sylvia, standing next to her, was the complete "curious child," her big eyes constantly darting around as she looked at the unfamiliar yard, the tall tree in the distance, and her new friends. Her little face was filled with a desire to explore everything, and her hands and feet were fidgeting slightly.

At the treetop, Zhizhi had somehow nimbly climbed onto the branch of a nearby shrub, securing a perfect vantage point for overlooking the tree.

Its fluffy tail swayed leisurely behind it, and its dark eyes intently observed the baby witches on the soft cushions below.

On the taller trunk of the wisteria tree, moss vines cleverly entwine and support it, steadily placing Kaba in a perfect vantage point hidden among the branches and leaves.

Kaba adjusted the angle of the magic recording camera in his hand. From this slightly elevated position, he could clearly capture the entire panorama of the cushions, the subtle expressions and movements of each child, and the profiles of the mothers sitting around, gazing tenderly. (End of Chapter)