Ark, after I died, the operators started to love me.

Judging from his furious appearance, it seemed that Mike's description had triggered an unpleasant memory.

Perhaps everyone has a past that is hard to forget.

Mike was immediately displeased. Boss, do you even know how to do business? Shouldn't you be speaking up for me at a time like this?

The jewelry store owner said with a gloomy face, "Sir, since the Colombians entered the Sami Icefield, they have indeed brought some novel changes to this land that is covered with ice and snow all year round, but you should not be obsessed with science fiction movies and fantasize about a girlfriend that does not exist at all!"

Upon hearing his statement, Mike's temples bulged with veins, and he emphasized, "This is a true story. I already said it was my friend. Do you understand what 'friend' means?! Not me!"

Just as the two were about to start arguing, the woman who had remained silent across the shelf finally spoke.

Her voice seemed to have a magical power, quickly calming the anger that was welling up between the two.

"Don't argue. If it's fake, we'll treat it as real. If it's real, I hope I can help your friend solve his problem."

Look how eloquent they are.

Mike had just begun to feel a little fondness for the woman across the shelf when her next sentence completely broke him down.

"Sir, let's assume you are your friend and put yourself in his shoes. How would you handle the current situation?"

"I do not know."

The woman seemed to have expected this answer. Without any time to think, she continued along with Mike's line of thought: "Not knowing is a very good answer. Many people involved are deeply entangled in the situation, unable to see clearly, and afraid that others will see clearly. Because of various unspoken words, it leads to a tragic ending. Sir, you are better than your friend. He dares not speak out, but you seek help from others."

"Makes sense."

The jewelry store owner looked at Mike with a hint of pity and sympathy.

Men will always find kindred spirits in strange places.

"Now, let's start again, using the same assumption as before. Sir, how is your relationship with your girlfriend usually?"

"us……"

As Mike spoke, he recalled every moment he had spent with Muirsey.

They went shopping together in the mall in Trimont City, trying on matching outfits. Because the human form was much shorter than the balanced form, the water sprite only wore flat shoes and rarely talked about height.

They went to the movies together, watching everything from science fiction to art films, covering a wide range of genres. Mike swore that the movies he and all the other agents watched combined didn't compare to the ease and comfort he felt with Muirsey.

Due to Colombia's dry climate, Muirsey carefully applied the lipstick to Ann's lips, then slipped it into the man's pocket, telling him to buy a new one for him later.

Although Saria, who happened to be passing by, later said it was because the water sprite wanted to get a free lipstick...

Every little moment they shared was like a gentle stream, converging in Mike's heart into a long river of longing. It turned out that Muirsey had left so many traces in his past.

It's all Kal'tsit's fault.

I should have known better than to believe the lynx's terrible idea.

Without any qualms, he shifted the blame to another woman.

"Looks like I really am a jerk."

Mike chuckled self-deprecatingly and summarized, "My friend said their relationship was very good, closer than friends, but unfortunately it didn't develop into a romantic relationship."

"That's it."

The woman opposite the shelf suddenly uttered a sigh, and then fell silent.

The jewelry store owner walked up to Mike, patted him hard on the shoulder, and sighed, "Brother, I'll give you a 50% discount."

Mike: ?

What does this mean?

"There's no chance for you two. You missed out on a great girl. Oh, I mean your friend. What a shame."

You say you're really sorry, but why are you smiling?

Mike wanted to punch this guy right now.

"Alright, alright, let's analyze each situation individually."

The woman behind the shelf interrupted a potential one-sided violent confrontation, and she earnestly said to Mike, "Given that your friend has his reasons, there is still a chance to salvage the situation if the girl is willing to reason with him."

Mike immediately put aside his grudge against the jewelry store owner and said with great delight, "I'd like to hear the details."

"You have to step up from the very beginning and take the initiative."

She will definitely ask you, "How have you been lately?" If you answer normally and only talk about things related to yourself, then the conversation can't continue, and you've already lost.

"Then what should I do?"

"Idiot, do I have to teach you this too?" the woman on the other side of the shelf said angrily.

Mike was taken aback at first, but immediately understood what was going on. It turned out that the other person had put him in the other person's shoes. He took a step back without making a sound, and then continued, "I know what to do. And then?"

"Then you go up and hug her tightly, and you can't let go no matter what."

Mike thought it was a good idea, but then he thought of Muirsey's Originium Arts and suddenly felt that the difficulty of the operation was almost at its maximum.

Water sprites are like water; if the opponent tries to escape, they can simply break apart into streams of water, and how could the water sprite possibly stop them?

However, having a way is better than having no way, so he had to try it no matter what.

At this moment, the jewelry store owner provided another helpful assist.

"Madam, you sound like you have quite a story to tell. Did you, like this gentleman, miss out on a wonderful partner?"

Mike shouted, "He's my friend!"

"Okay, your friend."

The jewelry store owner's words silenced the woman across the shelf. After a dozen seconds, she slowly said, "Not long ago, I experienced a life-or-death separation. The person I loved most left me. He was the only soulmate I could find in this life. After his death, my vision faded to black and white, and my soul lost its luster."

"The poem by Letania tells the story of a princess trapped in a high tower who falls in love with a knight who sings for her below the tower."

Mike paused here. The jewelry store owner, clearly unfamiliar with the story but intrigued by what followed, pressed for an answer: "And then what?"

"When the Emperor of Letania learned of this, he made a deal with the knight: if he could enter the princess's room, he would agree to their marriage. After a fierce battle, the knight was only a few meters away from the princess's window. However, just those few meters, the exhausted knight had no strength left to go any further and fell to his death from the tower."

As Mike finished speaking, he turned to look at the jewelry store owner, who looked deeply shocked. Mike thought to himself that the owner was still too young.

The Romantic poets of Letania loved to create tragedies like this, believing that beauty lies in shattering something beautiful before those who love it.

Actually, Mike had never read Letania's poetry collection. He knew the story because Muirsey had watched the Columbia Pictures film adaptation with him.

However, the story ends happily. Just as the knight is about to fall from the tower, the princess ties her bedsheets into a rope and lowers the window to help the knight enter the room.

Unfortunately, this ending was described by Letania's poets as a prime example of vulgarity, used to criticize the naiveté of Colombians.

At this point, Mike sincerely apologized to the woman behind the shelf: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that. May that gentleman's soul rest in peace in the River Styx."

He originally wanted to say heaven or something else, but then he remembered that this was Sami and he should follow local customs, so he changed the destination of souls to the River Styx, hoping the other person would understand.

"Thank you, but I don't think it's necessary."

This left the two men present bewildered, exchanging bewildered glances, unsure of what had happened.

"The dead should rest in the ground, right?"

When the woman opposite him said those words, Mike immediately understood what she meant.

If you heard this elsewhere, it might be related to necromancy-related Originium Arts, but when Sami heard it, it only meant one thing.

The woman's lover was indeed dead, but he had been corrupted by evil spirits and turned into a collapsed being.

"Okay, I support you, ma'am. The deceased truly deserves to rest in peace."

"When I find him, I will personally send him into the River Styx."

The jewelry store owner praised, "You really love him."

"Yes, I do love him."

Listening to the other person's words, Mike felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

Sure enough, a woman who is deeply in love will do all sorts of crazy things.

Despite having received the method from the unknown woman, he still felt terrified.

After thinking for a moment, Mike decided to change the gift from a weather balloon to a hand warmer.

Muirsey is in poor health and is prone to illness in complex environments. A hand warmer might help her get some warmth in this cold environment.

Mike still held the same idea: the gift was just a stepping stone, and he needed to verify the actual situation himself.

After choosing the gift, Mike finally had the chance to meet the lady who had never shown up before.

It was a man named Felin, whose appearance was strangely familiar, but Mike couldn't quite place where he had seen him before. He was certain that this was not someone he knew.

The woman also looked at him, sizing him up and down, and Mike actually saw a sense of relief in her expression.

As previously mentioned, the jewelry store owner gave Mike a 5% discount. Actually, even without the discount, it wouldn't have cost much; the owner claimed it was just payment for the two stories.

Mike received the other person's blessing when he left.

"I hope your friend and his girlfriend reconcile soon."

He could only nod in agreement and then hurriedly left.

He used to be the one making fun of others, but now he's the one making fun of others.

……

not him.

He was just a stranger with a similar experience.

Ms. Feiling returned to her temporary residence with the gift in her hand. The moment she closed the door, her appearance rippled like water, and what appeared in the mirror was the slightly childlike face of a water sprite.

Elves can live for many years, and Muirseth is only barely old enough to be considered a young girl.

Ever since she heard that a man named Mike was the former doctor, she quickly changed her appearance to avoid being recognized by him.

Before I knew it, I had wandered into a jewelry store and experienced all of the things that had just happened again.

It has to be said that what that man said just now really touched her heart.

She remembered the days she spent with the doctor.

Who would have thought they would be separated one day?

Are you really still alive?

"But why haven't you contacted me?"