The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

I was wrong... Lorenwei regretted asking that question so casually.

Actually, Kurala went to look for Loren, wondering where he had gone. She even suspected that the penniless Loren might have slept in the woodshed all night.

Poor Kurara was unaware that the boy she was thinking about, Loren, was even mistakenly believed by Meilan to be pregnant in the middle of the night...

At this moment, the princess of the Grand Duchy was acting as a search engine for her husband, wandering back and forth near the hot spring town. Unfortunately, Loren was in the most obvious place in the women's dormitory of the inn, but she did not know it.

That's why they say the greatest distance in the world isn't the distance between life and death, or being separated by vast distances; it's when I'm staying in a hotel, and you don't know I'm dressing up as a woman to love you...

Meanwhile, Loren—the cross-dressing master Lorenwei—who was being searched for everywhere by Kula, was flirting with another beautiful woman.

"By the way, what is that bowl you're holding..." Lorenwei asked Sylph tentatively.

“Ah, it’s rice porridge. Um, actually…” Upon mentioning rice porridge, Silph returned to her somewhat shy state and whispered, “You didn’t eat much rice porridge just now, so I went and made you another bowl before bringing it here.”

"Really? The rice porridge you made..." Lorenwei's smile gradually faded, and she stiffly yawned, her acting as exaggerated as could be: "I'm so sleepy, I think I'll take a nap first..."

She lay down and pulled the blanket directly to her face. She intended to escape by lying in a corpse-like position…

Everyone has a will to live, right? Lorenwei doesn't want to die young...

"..." Sylph was a little embarrassed. She wasn't angry, though, since the food she had made earlier had made Lorenve faint.

She picked up the bowl of rice soup and wanted to go outside.

"Hey, did you do this? Not someone else?" Still lying on her back in bed, with her hands gripping the edge of the blanket, Lorenwei only showed her eyes as she asked very cautiously.

Her hair was loose on the pillow, and the blue tuft of hair on her forehead was trembling slightly, as if she were asking something terrible, her voice weak.

“Yes.” Seeing Lorenvi’s timid appearance, Sylph felt her courage rise, and she raised her chin arrogantly, saying, “If I made it, would you dare to eat it?”

Lorenwei blinked her big blue eyes, continued to huddle under the covers, and mumbled, "I wouldn't dare..."

"Hmph!" Siruf snorted and started to walk out of the room.

“I dare not, but I absolutely must eat it.” Lorenve’s voice came from behind Sylph.

The female elf turned around and saw that Lorenwei had already sat up. She reached out to her and said, "I'm afraid of death, but there are some things that I still have to do, even knowing that I'll be taking a great risk, and that I might even die!"

The way Lorenve said those words made Sylph momentarily dazed, as if she had seen her before.

Previously, Lorenve had told her about her Sevi tribe characteristics, and Sylph was so shocked that she hadn't yet confirmed with Lorenve that she was the reincarnation of the hero. Sylph hadn't even had a chance to ask him if he still had memories of his past life.

Of course, Lorenwei would never admit it.

"...Tch, if you make it sound so difficult, then don't eat it." Sylph said disdainfully, but she didn't take another step.

Without a trace of righteous indignation, Lorenwei gave a wry smile: "Even if drinking the rice porridge you made will kill me, I will still drink it."

"Hmph, who said eating this will definitely kill you?" Siluf snorted, turned around and sat down, handing the bowl and spoon to Lorenwei, slapping her hand on the tatami mat: "Eat up, you coward, it won't kill you!"

"Don't scare me..." Lorenwei said dejectedly, but after touching the temperature of the soup bowl, although it wasn't hot, she still said coquettishly, "It's so hot, so hot, I can only eat it if a beautiful lady blows on it."

She shamelessly shoved the soup bowl and spoon back into Sylph's hands.

Sylph paused for a moment.

Lorenwei's mind was racing with calculations. Heh heh, if she's too shy to feed me, I'll escape this predicament!

Sylph hesitated for a moment, then picked up the soup bowl, pouting as she scolded Lorenvi, "You're so dramatic..."

She scooped up some rice water with a spoon; it was so thick that it was quite difficult to scoop up. She prepared to gently blow on it and feed it to Lorenwei.

Lorenwei watched her preparations with slight surprise. The once proud and aloof elf was actually willing to feed me rice porridge by hand? Although she kept scolding her, she still went through with the act of feeding me rice porridge.

Lorenvi suddenly recalled a decade or so ago, when the blonde Sylph would often scold people while simultaneously taking meticulous care of them. Looking at Sylph's rosy cheeks and her thin, bright red lips, Lorenvi found herself unable to look away.

Noticing Lorenvie's gaze, Sylph stopped awkwardly from scooping up the rice porridge with her spoon: "W-why are you looking at me like that?"

"Everyone likes to see beautiful things," Lorenwei said, switching into flirting mode.

Sylph didn't dare meet Lorenvie's gaze, turning her face away as she felt her cheeks burning: "You...you're so annoying when you talk..."

Just then, a sudden, urgent cry came from outside: "Don't eat the rice porridge! Don't eat the rice porridge!"

It was Meilan's voice calling out.

Before Lorenwei and Sylph could react, accompanied by hurried footsteps in the corridor, the sliding door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, and Meilan shouted from the doorway, "Don't eat the rice water! You can't eat it! The rice water is poisoned!"

"Huh?" Lorenwei was startled, but quickly replied, "I know."

"No, really? I made rice porridge with care." Silph looked down at the rice porridge in the bowl.

"After eating rice porridge in the kitchen, Puyo couldn't stop jumping around and hopping to the fountain to drink water, but she still feels terrible..."

Lorenwei appeared shocked, but still asked fearfully, "Did it explode?"

"No, but Puyo split into many small slimes, each one lying weakly on the ground, unwilling to move."

"Then, then this really can't be eaten." Sylph's beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and her big eyes drooped.

Lorenwei urgently asked Meilan, "Then, based on your master's intuition, do you think the slime will really be poisoned to death?"

Meilan scratched her head: "It's not that bad, but I won't recover for a while."

"Then we can't eat this rice porridge either." Sylph reluctantly held the bowl to her chest, slowly got up, and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Lorenwei suddenly grabbed Sylph and pulled her so hard that she fell back onto the tatami mat.

"Huh?" Sylph blinked her big eyes, completely caught off guard.

Lorenwei didn't say anything, but reached out and snatched the bowl of rice soup from her hand, opened her mouth wide and took a big gulp!

Meilan shouted, "The rice water is poisonous!"

"Don't drink it!" Siruf quickly reached out to stop her.

But it was too late. Even though Sylph reached out and pulled her arm, Lorenvi stubbornly kept drinking, gulping down the thick rice soup with her neck stiff. It was clearly in a lot of pain, but she resolutely drank the whole bowl of thick rice soup in one go!

"Are you...are you alright?" Siruf was terrified.

Biu—Lorenwei's hair stood on end.

Biu—Lorenwei's hair stood on end.

Biu——Biu——Biu——Biu——Biu——

Many of the hairs stood on end.

A concerto of salty and sweet, a symphony of tiger and crane, explodes within Lorenwei's body.

Her once smooth blue hair was now standing on end like a hedgehog. The ahoge (cowlick) on her forehead had become stiff and stood up like a lightning rod.

Despite her flustered state, Lorenwei managed to feign a desire for more: "Ha—it tastes good, is there any more? Another bowl, please!"

"You, you idiot! Even the Slime King, with his huge body, couldn't handle it. You drank the whole bowl, won't you get sick?!" Sylph snatched the bowl of soup, and seeing that it was completely empty, not a single drop was left, she exclaimed anxiously, "If you wanted to drink it, just take a sip, and I would have been very happy. But why did you drink it all?!"

Seeing that Sylph was almost in tears, Lorenvi, who appeared heroic on the outside, was actually on the verge of tears herself...

I'm only planning to take a sip!

Just one sip, it's just to flirt and show my attitude! But I got so dizzy from the smell that my taste buds and brain were out of control, and I don't even know how I drank so much!

Chapter 145 Meilan admires decisiveness; a woman whose fiancé has fallen for someone else is banging on the door!

Lorenwei lay down.

She lay flat in Silph's full embrace.

"Lorenvi, how are you? Don't close your eyes! Don't scare me!" Sylph hugged the increasingly weak Lorenvi after her hair stood on end, as if she was afraid that she would die if she closed her eyes.

"I won't die, I'm just so tired," Lorenwei said weakly.

She seemed to have no strength left to support her neck, her cheek pressed tightly against Silph's chest, feeling the soft waves of her skin rising and falling with Silph's rapid, tense breathing.

This is a steal! Three years of pure profit! After drinking this bowl of thick rice porridge, she'll be fine in three days at most. Enjoying this kind of treatment in the arms of the female elf, and even getting an increase in favorability—who could complain? Anyway, Lorenwei closed her eyes without any regrets…

She fell asleep.

Surprisingly, the strong stimulation from the two tiger-crane dual forms of salt and sugar produced a weakening effect similar to hypnosis.

Sylph was worried for a long time, but after carefully checking with Melanie for a long time, she finally confirmed that the guy was indeed asleep.

"I...I really shouldn't have made her rice porridge," Siruf said regretfully.

She now realized she had no talent for cooking, and felt deeply regretful. She had initially felt resentful seeing women like Kurara able to cook, but after witnessing Lorenwei's miserable state, all that resentment vanished.

It seems I'm just a kitchen disaster. I'll stay away from the kitchen from now on; I can't let the person I love suffer like this anymore. Silph secretly made up her mind, only regretting that she couldn't cook good meals for Lorenvie anymore.

In truth, Lorenwei didn't mind at all. Her cooking skills were second to none, even rivaling those of the royal chefs. After all, how many master chefs could combine magical talent with cooking techniques, and utilize the elements of fire and water to enhance the dishes and ingredients?

If Lorenwei weren't just a foodie who didn't want to go far down the path of a chef, there would probably be very few chefs in the world who could compare to her.

Sylph looked after Lorenvie, letting her rest her head on her knees as she slept.

This time it was a true lap pillow, and Silph didn't care whether Melan would look at her strangely.

"I'm sorry, Melanie, the rice porridge I made has also affected Puyo." Sylph felt very apologetic.

However, Meilan didn't take it to heart at all, because she didn't understand the special meaning of lap pillows, and just felt that the two had a good relationship.

"It's alright, I can sense it. You'll recover quickly. After all, mollusks digest very simply; anything that's uncomfortable will either be vomited up or expelled quickly." Meilan already had experience in this area.

Melanie and Sylph watched Lorenve for a while longer, confirming that she was indeed just sleeping weakly and that her breathing was normal, before they hurried to see the Slime King.

At this time, two petty thieves set their sights on the inn in the hot spring town.

A bald thief, scratching his head, looked at the uniquely styled buildings not far from the hot spring town and discussed with his accomplice: "The hot spring town has been closed for a while, so there are fewer people. It's perfect for us to make some good stuff!"

"The landlady has a magical artifact that can attack with magic, this is really troublesome!" another thief with a curled mustache said in annoyance.

"It seems to be called something like 'Magic Crystal Rocket Launcher'! Quite a few of our brothers in this business have suffered heavy losses because of these things! We need to think carefully about whether or not we should take action."

In another world, it might be called a fire gourd.

The treasure that the hero left for the landlady back then really did have a deterrent effect.

"Damn it, it's said to have been left to her by the hero Mu Zhe back then. This woman might have had an affair with the hero!"

"Could her two children be the hero's posthumous children?"

"I don't know. But someone who knows analyzed it in the tavern and said it probably isn't. They said if it were, many experts would have already come to take him as their disciple. After all, the bloodline of a hero is extraordinary, and the level of his descendants' advancement is definitely far beyond that of ordinary people."

"Damn it, if I had the blood of a hero, wouldn't I be able to have as many women as I wanted?"

"You regret not seeing the hero recognize his father back then, don't you?"