Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

"Oh, Dad, it's nothing."

"Honey, if anything happens, be sure to tell Mom and Dad. We'll do everything we can to help you."

Upon seeing this, the countess standing to the side immediately spoke gently to her daughter, her tone full of doting and concern.

Although Visia knew that her parents were afraid that something had happened to her, she would never have kept it from them under normal circumstances. However, today was a special day, and she was too embarrassed to tell them the truth in front of them.

She could only blush and stammer, "I know, Mom, you don't need to worry about me. I'm just feeling a little unwell today."

"you......"

Earl Hobart wanted to say something more, but when he caught his wife giving him a meaningful look, he swallowed his words and instead said:

"Alright then, if you're not feeling well, go back and rest. We'll be heading back to the capital soon."

"Yes, thank you, Dad."

Visia awkwardly gave a ladylike bow, then stepped out of the tent.

As soon as she came out, she let out a deep breath: "Lying is really not easy."

She stomped her foot hard, as if she wanted to crush someone under her feet, but then suddenly seemed to remember something, and quickly withdrew her raised leg, blushing as she walked back.

"Madam, why didn't you let me ask Visia?"

At this moment, inside Earl Hobart's tent, the couple were discussing the girl who had just left. The man's tone was full of worry and confusion.

"Will she tell me if I ask her?"

"Of course, Visia would never lie to us before."

The Countess shook her head helplessly: "You know that was before. Now Visia is all grown up, and it's perfectly normal that she has her own worries and doesn't want to talk to us about them."

"You mean, she's in a relationship???"

"Can't you use your smart brain to think this through? She's only been out for a short while, who could she be dating?"

The countess glanced speechlessly at her husband, who looked worried. She couldn't understand why he always made such a mistake when it came to these kinds of things.

Perhaps, this is just a man's nature.

"Yeah, what do we do now? Visia won't tell us, and we don't know if she's in any danger. What if..."

"Alright, can't we just call over the people around her and ask them? Honestly."

"Yes, yes, someone, bring me the young lady's personal maid."

Upon hearing his wife's words, Hobert immediately reacted and shouted to the guards still on duty outside the tent.

Meanwhile, after returning to her tent, Vicia carefully checked to make sure no one was inside before cautiously crouching down and softly calling out to her shadow:

"Mr. Savage? Mr. Savage?"

She called out several times, but there was no response. The girl was a little disappointed, and she thought to herself:

"Is Mr. Savage asleep?"

Upon realizing this, a strange emotion suddenly welled up in her heart, seemingly a mixture of joy and disappointment. This feeling was something she had never experienced before; it was novel and complex.

Just as she was lost in thought, a pitch-black figure darted out from the shadows below the girl.

Ron, covered only by a grass skirt, appeared before her.

Visia was startled by his sudden appearance and almost cried out like she had when they first met. Fortunately, the girl reacted quickly and covered her rosy lips just before she made a sound. Otherwise, Ron would have had to take matters into his own hands.

The girl patted her heaving chest and said irritably:

"You scared me to death, Mr. Savage. Next time you're going out, could you please tell me in advance? Otherwise, I feel like my heart won't be able to take it."

Ron looked at the girl in front of him, her small mouth opening and closing. Although he didn't understand what she was saying, he could roughly guess what she wanted to express.

"I almost forgot, you can't understand what I'm saying."

Visia glanced at the boy who stood motionless in place with some distress, then her bright eyes darted around: "I've got it."

Suddenly, the girl made a series of movements, and her facial expressions kept changing.

Ron couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the scene unfold before him, never expecting this guy to have such a talent for acting.

Visia, who was trying her best to express herself, saw the smile on the boy's face and became somewhat embarrassed and angry. A hint of annoyance appeared on her rosy face: "Hmph, what is this? I've tried so hard and you still laugh at me."

Seeing that the girl was angry, Ron stopped teasing her.

Once again, he used his mental power to connect their spiritual seas: "Beautiful lady, may I ask your name?"

Although he had seen the girl's name on the panel when they first met, he naturally couldn't reveal that. He took this opportunity to get some information about this world from the girl.

Upon hearing the gentle voice of the young man in her mind, Visia's face lit up with joy at first, but she quickly composed herself.

He turned his head away and said indifferently, "Shouldn't you state your own name before asking someone else's name? Mr. Savage, you're really impolite."

Ron found it somewhat amusing to hear the girl's feigned indifference in his mind, but with the mission at hand, he decided to go along with her.

"Ah, I was being presumptuous. My name is Ron Seraphim."

"Hmph, Visia Hobert."

When Visia thought about what had happened before, she always felt ashamed and indignant when facing Ron, and she really didn't know how to treat the boy. She could only follow her intuition.

You have to admit, a woman's intuition can be surprisingly accurate sometimes.

Looking at the arrogant girl in front of him, Ron inexplicably thought of Adele.

"Arrogance brings nothing."

He sighed inwardly, not caring about the girl's attitude towards him, and was just about to try to extract more information from her.

Just then, an unusual fluctuation appeared in the surrounding magical energy particles.

Ron's expression changed slightly, and before Visia could react, he flashed into shadow and hid beneath her once more.

"Ah! No..."

Before Visia could finish speaking, she realized that the savage who had just been in front of her had disappeared into the shadow beneath her.

The girl's face flushed red, and she quickly grabbed her loosened skirt back into her hands.

At that moment, a burly and robust figure walked into the tent.

"Miss, Master and Madam say we can go back now."

"Okay...okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Monica."

Ron, who was hiding in the girl's shadow, naturally saw the muscular figure, and the other person's information appeared in his eyes:

Monica Lian

Age: 47/68

[Attributes: Constitution 5.32, Spirit 3.26]

[Strength: Warrior Path - Sequence Six - Storm Swordsman]

[Pollution Level: Physical 52.29%, Mental 2.29/3.26]

[Evaluation: A path to godhood through a sequence? An interesting cultivation system; perhaps there's a chance of eventually glimpsing the level of a formal wizard.]

The following measures are recommended to reduce pollution.

Option 1: Take a spiritual perception-weakening potion made from ingredients such as Hundred-Eyed Tree Fruit and Crimson Firefish; Option 2: ......

"Sequence to godhood?"