The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Moran leaned down and kissed her forehead: "Don't worry, your Sleeping Flower is already in your own little bedroom. Tonight, enjoy a good night's sleep with your friends!"

Sylvia wanted to say something more, but she was too sleepy. She tilted her head and immediately fell asleep: "zzZ..."

At this moment, Tessa, who had been rolling around on the bed, gradually slowed down, becoming a slow "pupa," and then suddenly stopped moving.

The blanket was arched up into a small bulge by her. Vasita chuckled and lifted the blanket, only to find the little one already fast asleep with her mouth slightly open, snoring softly.

She gently straightened her daughter's body so that she could sleep side by side with her friends.

Looking at the four small figures sleeping peacefully side by side on the bed, breathing evenly, Moran gently lowered the bed curtains.

The bed canopy blocks out light and sound, creating a more private and secure sleeping space.

“Alright, the little ones are all fast asleep,” Moran said in a low voice, winking at her friends. “Now, it’s time for us to relax. Let’s go upstairs for a drink and enjoy the night view!”

She led her three friends toward the spiraling vine staircase beside the fireplace.

The steps were narrow, but exceptionally stable.

They climbed the steps and passed through the glass door high up.

Outside the door, a bright and spacious open, curved terrace opens up before you.

The night breeze was even fresher than down below, carrying the clean scent unique to the high altitude, instantly dispelling the damp heat from the bathroom.

The terrace is edged with a waist-high railing inlaid with magical crystals, which is both safe and does not obstruct the view.

Several comfortable recliners with soft cushions and a small round table were already set up, with Melis's Tavern's signature drinks chilled on the table and a few delicate snacks to accompany them.

"Hold on tight, ladies!" Moran winked playfully with her left eye, her face showing a hint of excitement at the upcoming display of her beloved creation. Before her friends could fully react, she snapped her fingers lightly.

"Om..."

A very slight, almost imperceptible magical vibration spread out like ripples from the core of the castle, instantly reaching the entire Voyager.

A muffled thud came from where the base touched the ground. The massive, powerful feet, covered in rock textures, began to bend and straighten, adjusting their angles with a soft magical light flowing from their joints.

The castle then emitted a low creaking sound, as if it had stretched out a huge yawn, and then slowly stood up from its original "crouching" position!

This is not over yet.

The castle's giant feet lifted and gently fell, their steps steady and light. Although each step covered a distance of tens of meters, they miraculously left no deep footprints on the ground, nor did they make any deafening thuds.

The grass below was only slightly bowed by the gentle breeze before returning to its original shape. The castle began to stroll leisurely across the moonlit, verdant plains.

Looking down from this high terrace, the winding stream flows quietly like a silver ribbon under the moonlight, and the night breeze carries the fragrance of grass, soil and wildflowers in the distance.

"So beautiful..." Lilith involuntarily took two steps forward, gently placed her hands on the crystal railing, and softly exclaimed as she watched the scenery slowly pass by.

"That stability is amazing!" Vasita walked to the railing, picked up her wine glass, and took a small sip. The wine barely swayed in the glass. "That running posture, you must have gotten the inspiration from Squeaky, right?"

Sylph's gaze fell on the vines that entwined the castle walls and roof, now shimmering with starlight as they moved.

"Is the driving force for moving forward provided by these vines? Are they absorbing the power of the stars?" She could feel the active and pure star power within the vines.

Moran nodded and walked to his friends: "That's right. The castle's 'running mode' is based on Squeak's talent. Right now it's just the most leisurely sightseeing speed. If needed, it can switch to high-speed running mode, or even perform short-distance 'jumps' across space like Squeak does, which will be much faster."

She pointed to the glowing vines, "As for energy, as Sylph said, the entire 'Voyager' is powered by this 'Starlight Vine' made of Starlight Ancient Wood. It can absorb the power of the stars and convert it into pure magic, which is stored in the core magic circle of the castle base to drive the ship, maintain the internal ecosystem, and supply all magical facilities."

In theory, as long as it doesn't continuously engage in high-energy-consuming activities like ultra-high-speed travel or space jumps, it can operate almost permanently through natural cycles.

“I can already imagine the sensation it will cause when this mobile castle, which can walk and fly, appears near any town on the continent of Valen!” Lilith swirled her wine glass.

Moran leaned back in his recliner, merely smiling slightly at the words: "A sensation? Perhaps I won't deliberately conceal the Voyager's presence, but it is equipped with multiple layers of invisibility and illusion magic. If I wish, it can disappear from most people's sight, and even resist most magical detections. Moreover..."

She deliberately dragged out her words, keeping everyone in suspense, "The moving castle doesn't just have this one form~"

"It can even transform?!" Vasita exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise. Then, she raised her glass with great interest. "Then we'll have to explore and study this 'moving castle' of yours properly over the next few days!"

Moran smiled and clinked glasses with them: "I couldn't be happier. I specially invited you all to participate in this first week of 'trial voyage,' not only to let the children get together, but also to show you the fruits of my labor!"

The witches relaxed back in their comfortable chairs and, under the starry night sky and amidst the beautiful scenery of Emerald Creek Plain, began their long-awaited nighttime chat.

They shared funny or heartwarming stories about their daughters recently, exchanged their latest discoveries or minor setbacks in their magical research, and of course, discussed Moran's travel plans for the coming year in detail.

As they chatted, the topic gradually drifted towards the more distant future.

"When these little ones reach school age, the Witch Academy will be incredibly lively." Lilith couldn't help but smile as she imagined the scene of the four little witches enrolling together.

"I'm worried about what will happen if little Tessa doesn't get enough to eat after she starts school!" Vasita said, feeling concerned about her daughter's increasingly large appetite.

"Don't worry, there are breadfruits, aren't there? Besides, the childcare subsidies issued by the clan already include {nutritional supplement cards}, so many little witches start improving their physical fitness from a young age. Although they're not as extreme as little Tessa, their appetites are still quite large." Sylph, having been the headmistress, knew more. (End of Chapter)