The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Seeing the undisguised "like" in her friends' eyes, Moran said smugly:

"It's not for sale! However, if you really want it, I can customize a similar mobile castle for you based on your needs. As for the price..."

She whispered a number that would leave all the witches speechless.

"What?!" Lilith was the first to exclaim in surprise: "This moving castle actually cost more to build than a fully functional large mirror space?"

Moran nodded and explained calmly, “'The Traveler' may just be a mobile dwelling, but it integrates a variety of top-tier magical technologies and contains a large amount of expansion space. The base and power core utilize the principles of the city magic array from the floating city of Quilaril, the main frame incorporates a large amount of materials from the Starlight Ancient Tree, the protective layer uses the best space defense materials, and the internal space folding and ecological cycle system is also quite complex. As for the cost… to be honest, I have tried my best to optimize and compress it.”

She paused, then added with a knowing smile, "To put it simply, this is a 'big toy' that I created to fulfill my own travel desires."

She looked at her three friends, her eyes asking, "So? Interested in ordering one too?"

Lilith, Vasita, and Sylph exchanged a glance and shook their heads in unison.

They admire the fantasy and romance of the Voyagers, but as high-ranking witches, they have more efficient magical travel methods and more cost-effective options.

Use spatial teleportation for long distances and flying brooms for short distances; when you want a comfortable place to rest, simply open the teleportation channel in the mirror space to return to the witch's house.

Spending such a huge amount of one-time magic to create such a mobile castle is simply too extravagant.

However, for the young witches who had not yet seen many advanced magical creations, the castle with legs and wings in front of them was already enough to dazzle them and fill them with endless longing.

"Welcome aboard the Voyager!"

Moran smiled and made an elegant yet solemn invitation to her friends and the little witches:
"It's getting late, let me show you where you'll be resting tonight."

She walked first to the wooden door that radiated a warm glow and gently pushed it open.

Inside the door is a spacious, bright, and comfortable entryway with high ceilings.

Soft, magical lights automatically illuminated the exquisitely soft carpet beneath our feet.

A faint, comforting scent of herbs and plants wafted in the air.

"Wow!" The little ones filed in, letting out soft exclamations and looking around curiously.

Moran led everyone up a curved staircase covered with non-slip mats.

The stair railings were polished smooth and rounded, and every few steps there was a small display shelf embedded in the wall, but they were all empty, waiting to be filled with souvenirs from the journey.

Upon reaching the second floor, the view suddenly opened up. At the end of the spacious and bright corridor stood a rather heavy-looking double wooden door, carved with patterns of intertwined stars and vines.

Moran walked to the door, smiled, glanced back at the children, both adults and children, who were curiously looking around, and then gently pushed the door open. The scene inside made everyone pause for a moment, then break into smiles of surprise.

The interior space of the room is much larger than it appears from the outside, showing obvious signs of spatial expansion.

The most eye-catching feature is the giant bed in the center of the room.

It occupies almost a third of the room, with a soft, fluffy green mattress that looks like a sprawling, bouncy meadow, big enough for ten adults to roll around and play freely without feeling crowded.

The bed canopy is made of soft, pale blue gauze that hangs gracefully from the ceiling and can be raised or lowered as needed.

The sheer fabric is delicately adorned with clusters of pale purple wisteria, lifelike and exuding a delicate fragrance.

On one side of the bed is a row of equally spacious and comfortable sofas, enough for everyone to find their most comfortable corner to curl up in.

There is also a large solid wood coffee table in front of the sofa.

On the other side of the room is the entrance to a huge bathroom. Through the frosted glass door, you can see the washbasins side by side, the spacious shower area, and even a large bathtub that is steaming hot and big enough for everyone to comfortably soak in or even swim in.

Beside the fireplace, there was a narrow but sturdy vine staircase that spiraled along the wall, leading to a higher section where a transparent glass door and a small window were located.

A night breeze was slowly blowing in from there, gently stirring the thin gauze curtains hanging by the door.

“Considering this is the first group trip, and also the maiden voyage of the ‘Voyager’,” Moran turned around and introduced, “I specially prepared this large suite. We can all stay here together this week!”

The witch mothers exchanged a knowing glance. Without a word, they acted in unison, each carrying their daughter, and headed towards the steaming large washroom.

The water in the bath was at a comfortable temperature and exuded a soothing and calming fragrance of calming herbs.

After a lively and heartwarming group bath, the little ones were all changed into soft and comfortable pajamas, their little faces flushed, carrying the freshness and warmth of a post-bath.

After leaving the bath, Tessa, who had been unable to contain herself any longer, finally broke free from her mother's hand. With a cheer, she dashed towards the huge bed like a spirited little cannonball, landing in a perfect leap and rolling around on it several times, giggling happily.

Sylph gently placed Evelyn, who was already somewhat drowsy and had started snoring softly, on the side of the bed and covered her with a blanket.

After Dorella was carried to bed by her mother, she was immediately attracted by the wisteria hanging from the bed curtains. She gently sniffed the air and said, "Are those real flowers on the bed curtains? They smell so good... Lying here really feels like lying under the wisteria tree in the lakeside cottage!"

"It's made from the wisteria blossoms in the lakeside cottage's yard, a special 'everlasting flower'," Moran explained softly. "Not only does it look and smell wonderful, but it also has a great calming and sleep-inducing effect."

"Wow..." Dorella comfortably squinted her emerald green eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and the next moment she drifted off to sleep, a sweet smile still on her lips.

Sylvia felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, but she forced herself to stay awake, rubbing her eyes and mumbling indistinctly, "Mommy...my...Sleeping Demon Flower..." (End of Chapter)