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Chapter 311 Soaking, soaking your feet?
"Here, hold this for me."

Yumilia handed Caesar a bag of tools, which he took and saw contained gardening tools.

“That place, it’s okay if we don’t take care of it, right?” Caesar said.

“We should still be more serious. Sometimes it’s nice to do things and chat with Miss Luze,” Yumilia said.

“You really can’t stay idle,” Caesar said.

After packing what they needed, Yumilia led him out of the cabin and headed towards the semi-circular rooftop building.

Two years later, I came to this gate made of vines again, and it was just like before.

Yumilia gently stroked the vines, and the thick vines slowly contracted, making way for her. She stepped directly through the semi-transparent doorway, with Caesar following closely behind.

Just like before, only those of the elven royal bloodline are allowed to enter, which is why Ita couldn't come along today.

As you step into the Lush Forest, a rich natural atmosphere greets you, fresh air fills your lungs, and the chirping of birds is melodious.

As in the past, many small animals roamed through the forest, creating a vibrant scene.

Following Yumilia through the forest, they arrived at the Azure Tree.
Two years later, the Azure Tree seemed to have grown even more lush, and its branches and leaves were shimmering with light, making it look quite magical.

This is also the change brought about by the Seed of Namenze, that is, by that super-divine power.

"Luze, look who's here today?"

Yumilia excitedly pulled Caesar forward.

A vine slowly stretched out and swayed in front of Caesar.

"Sister Luze, it's been a long time." Caesar greeted her with a smile.

Suddenly, the vines reached out and wrapped themselves tightly around Caesar, their tips rubbing against his face.

"Oh, Luze, you're still as enthusiastic as ever," Caesar chuckled, a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

She finally managed to release Caesar, then waved to Yumilia.

“Oh, Caesar came today to ask about Professor Muirna. Luze, can’t you contact the professor?” Yumilia said.

I don’t know if this is a way of exchanging information that only elves have, but now Yumilia can communicate directly with Luze without any problems, just like Muirna, but Caesar still can’t do that.

Luze understood, swayed for a moment, then retreated back into the branches. A moment later, she returned carrying a small flowerpot.

A small white peach blossom with delicate white petals is perched on the flowerpot.

However, the flower has not yet bloomed; its petals are closed, and it is still a small bud.

The vines swayed, and Yumilia nodded, saying to Caesar:
"Luze said that this white peach blossom will reflect Professor Muirner's current state. If it is in full bloom, it means that the professor is awake. If it is closed, it means that he is sleeping. In short, as long as it does not wither, it means that the professor is in good condition!"

"So it's sleeping now?" Caesar reached out and touched the milky white flower bud.

When he touched it, the white peach blossom slowly opened its petals, revealing a semi-open shape.

"oops"

Yumilia said with distress, "You woke the professor up."

Caesar paused for a moment: "This, this can be transmitted?" "Of course, Luze uses this to communicate with Professor Muirna. However, it's one-way; you can only send your own thoughts. The professor can't transmit information back. At most, it can make the petals move, letting you know her thoughts," Yumilia said.

Caesar glanced at Luze, then reached out again and gently touched the white peach blossom, conveying his thoughts with a touch of magic.

"Professor, I am Caesar. I will summon you once a day at this time from the 1st to the 20th of next month in the Realm of No Form. Please reply if you can."

After passing it over, they waited, and about five minutes later, the petal swayed downwards.

Caesar looked at Yumilia.

"Hmm, I guess it means yes?" Yumilia glanced at Luze beside her and said uncertainly.

Then the leaves on both sides of the white peach blossom twisted together again.
“This is it again”

“Oh, I know that. It means the professor is very unhappy. Hmm, it's probably because you disturbed her sweet dream, right?” Yumilia nodded and said.

Caesar: “.”

The information available now is too limited, and we don't know the specific situation on Muirna's side, nor when she will be able to make time to meet with us, so we can only set a very broad scope.

She hadn't responded to his summons before, and Caesar didn't expect to get a response this time, but it was still an opportunity.

Soon, the white peach blossom petals closed up and turned back into a bud.

"Oh dear, the professor needs to rest, let's not disturb her," Yumilia said.

Luze left with the small flowerpot in her hand.
Now that he had indirectly met the professor, Caesar's worries were greatly relieved. At least he could confirm that she was safe, and subjectively speaking, she seemed to be in pretty good condition, at least able to get a good night's sleep.

He just doesn't know if the meeting will go smoothly, as he does need Muirna's help in some way right now.

"Well, it's time to get to work."

Yumilia then took out gardening tools and began pruning the excess branches and mushrooms growing between the tree roots for Luze.

At first, Caesar was quite worried when Yumilia came here. After all, the Seed of Menze was here, and with this power and its former host together, it was hard to guarantee that nothing unexpected would happen.

However, even after all this time, the Seed of Menze has remained stable, staying within the Azure Tree and Luze's body without any unexpected incidents. It seems to have settled down.

Caesar also helped Yumilia tidy up the surroundings, taking a pair of garden shears to trim the drooping branches.

When he returned after finishing his work, he saw Yumilia taking off her shoes and socks, her fair feet soaking in the extremely precious Mihe Spring, looking relaxed and enjoying herself.

"What are you doing!" Caesar exclaimed in shock.

"Huh?" Yumilia opened her eyes and looked at Caesar in confusion: "Soaking your feet? You must be tired after all that work, Caesar, do you want to join me?"

“No, but this is the Mihe Spring. You’re going to soak your feet in this?” Caesar said, his lips twitching.

Yumilia blinked, tilted her head, and thought for a moment: "I seem to have heard that the Elven race used to have a Mihe Spring, but they don't need it anymore, do they? And soaking in it is really comfortable, isn't it?"

Seeing Caesar's incredulous expression, Yumilia smiled and waved her hand:
"It's alright, Caesar. The professor took me to bathe in this place before. She said she's always used this bathhouse, so there's nothing to worry about."

Caesar was stunned, and after a long while, his eye twitched:
"What...what did you say?"

(End of this chapter)