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Chapter 268, 267: Magic is great! I love learning magic; a pre-battle pastime, carried into the bedroom.

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"What happened?"

A muffled thud and the commotion outside prompted Kraft to push open the door and come out.

When he learned that Profit had fallen into the water to stop Gu Yuan from leaving, a deep sense of helplessness appeared on his face.

He strode over to the still trembling girl, gently pressed her head down, and apologized to Celia: "I'm so sorry, Miss Celia, please forgive this child's rudeness."

"She, like us, is concerned about the survival of the tribe and the continent, and her actions are inevitably hasty—please forgive her."

Celia's golden eyes swept over it indifferently, clearly not taking this little incident to heart.

After all, Prophet didn't even touch the hem of Gu Yuan's clothes; he was merely blown away by the aftershock of the dragon's wings. That was already considered lucky.

Seeing the resentful look in Profit's eyes, which seemed to contain a hint of grievance, she gave an unquestionable signal: "Continue leading the way."

Seeing this, Kraft sighed, draped his coat over Profit's shoulders, and tried to ease the tension: "I'll take care of the arrangements for food and lodging from now on—"

"What's there to talk about with a man like you?" Celia interrupted him abruptly, grabbing Prophet's hand without further ado.

A gentle magical energy flowed over him, and Prophet felt the chill around him completely dissipate. Even his wet clothes began to steam with white vapor, instantly becoming dry and soft.

This incredible technique completely stunned Profit, but the salt residue on her skin made her extremely uncomfortable, and she subconsciously twisted her body.

Celia said, "Perfect timing, come to my place for a bath, I have some other things I want to ask you."

Before she finished speaking, she took Profit's hand, or rather, pulled him away before he could fully react.

Prophet looked at Kraft with pleading eyes and weakly cried out, "Help—"

But in the end, nothing changed.

Kraft watched the two figures disappear into the distance, raised his hand and rubbed his temples hard, muttering to himself, "This kind of personality—truly befits an elf born in the age of mythology."

He ultimately didn't chase after them, but an unanswerable question lingered in his mind:

How exactly did you, Lord Gu Yuan, spend so much time with such a person?

As dusk fell, the last rays of the setting sun barely pierced through the leaden clouds, casting a dim golden-red hue over the snow.

Gu Yuan's figure slowly descended from the sky and landed in front of the three-story building.

The moment he pushed open the door, he saw Profit running out of the entryway.

The girl's face was covered in black and gray stains from something, and she was sobbing softly, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

Gu Yuan stepped aside to let her pass, watching her retreating figure with a slight frown.

A mixture of burnt and strange food aromas wafted through the air, and then Celia emerged from the kitchen wearing a somewhat incongruous plain apron.

In stark contrast to Profit's disheveled appearance, she remained clean and tidy, as if she had simply returned from a walk in the garden.

"What happened?" Gu Yuan asked directly as he closed the door.

Celia replied calmly, "It's nothing, I just asked her to teach me how to cook a big meal."

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Upon hearing the word "feast," and seeing Profitt's expression as if he had just escaped from a disaster, Gu Yuan immediately understood.

It seems that Celia's "talent" in cooking stands in stark contrast to her magical abilities.

Seria seemed unwilling to dwell on the topic any longer. She cleared her throat and changed the subject, her expression becoming serious: "How are the preparations going?"

She walked to the window and pointed to the increasingly deep black sea in the distance. "According to the child's observation, the magical power of that thing in the sea is expanding at a rate of one-fifth per day."

"It is hunting monsters in the ocean to nourish itself. It is estimated that in six days, the tsunami it will trigger will cover an area of ​​more than 400 kilometers."

She turned around, her voice heavy, and stated the cruel truth: "At that time, the entire southern continent, and even half of this planet—will cease to exist."

Gu Yuan nodded slowly. He had confirmed this on his way back; the thing's growth rate was indeed astonishing.

"Everything is ready." He glanced at the bracelet and said, "We expect to make our move tomorrow or the day after."

The timing must be before it is fully ripe.

At the dining table, the atmosphere was quiet and focused, with the flickering candlelight illuminating the faces of the two people.

Celia's fingertips glowed faintly as she condensed the "Curse Return" magic into a book shimmering with starlight, which she solemnly presented to Gu Yuan.

"Since you've already made up your mind, then I won't go with you."

She knew in her heart that without the protection of the "Return of the Curse" magic, the elf was practically a lamb to the slaughter in front of that demon, and going with him might only become a burden.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan felt somewhat relieved, as this was exactly what he had hoped for.

The prospect of two people setting off together, only for one to return, is a future he can neither explain to Miliald nor allow to happen.

He reached out and took it, then opened the spell-reversal magic.

In an instant, the pages of the book transformed into countless flowing particles of knowledge, which merged into his palm and disappeared.

Everything about the "Return Spell" magic, from its most basic operating mechanism and magical principles to the valuable experience that Seria had accumulated over thousands of years, was imprinted into his mind without reservation.

With a slight thought, Gu Yuan tentatively activated "Curse Return".

The magic immediately surged forth like a burst dam!

Maintaining it for just one second consumes the same amount of magic power as an ordinary mage's five years of arduous training!

"One second equals five years; this is only the minimum maintenance cost."

Celia cut the steak on the plate, her tone calm, "When you left, I went to the edge of the world and tested it myself."

"If attacked, the rate at which magic power is lost will increase to one hundred years per second."

"With your current four thousand years of accumulated power, you can only last for twenty seconds at most."

Gu Yuan quickly completed the deduction in his mind and compared it with the scene when he sealed the Thousand Realms Demon.

Twenty seconds is enough.

He certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to wait until the curse fully erupted and the energy consumption skyrocketed to the point where a second felt like an eternity before he made his move.

"Thank you." He looked at Celia, his tone sincere.

Celia paused slightly in her chewing, then turned her head away, her voice carrying its usual arrogance: "—Don't misunderstand. I did this for Milialdt."

Gu Yuan smiled nonchalantly.

He could sense that Celia's initial sharp "arrogance" had gradually softened, and now she was more of a cute "delicate" person.

He continued eating, but soon discovered that the food tasted rather bland.

Gu Yuan immediately realized that his body had probably become accustomed to gaining enhanced life force and ultimate pleasure by consuming alien creatures.

Ordinary food can no longer tantalize his taste buds or his mind and body.

He exhaled and calmly put down his cutlery.

"What's wrong?" Celia looked up, her eyes asking.

"It's nothing." Gu Yuan thought for a moment, then stood up, walked around the dining table, and came to her side.

Under her slightly surprised gaze, he bent down, slipped one hand under her knees, and wrapped the other arm around her back, easily lifting her up in his arms.

Celia exclaimed softly, "?"

"You said before that there are still many unanswered questions about spatial magic?"

Gu Yuan carried her and walked steadily toward the bedroom. "I'm more relaxed studying magic than tasting food. Let's continue learning."

""

Perhaps, exploring the unknown magic and having her by my side is the best pastime right now.

With a soft whoosh, the door closed, temporarily shutting out the world's turmoil and the impending ultimate crisis.

Inside the room, only their presence remained, along with their shared exploration of endless magical knowledge.