Chapter 132: Chapter 132: This Is the Childhood Friend’s Victory

When Wang Xi opened his eyes again, the sky was already beginning to brighten.

An entire night had passed.

The ghostly blue flames that had been burning on his body had extinguished themselves at some point, leaving his body unusually full of Magic Power.

Wang Xi suddenly noticed that where he had been kneeling, a splendid patch of flowers had bloomed. It wasn’t large, just a circle a few meters in diameter, surrounding him completely.

Colorful flowers bloomed all around, filling the air with a sweet fragrance. Vibrant green Natural Elements and azure Ice Elements danced actively, and a dense concentration of Magic Power had gathered in the area.

He looked up.

He saw Cinderella standing not far in front of him, her hands raised to maintain the Magic, her eyes shut tight. Her face was pale, and the sweat on her forehead had soaked her hair.

Guardian of the Flower Garden...

Wang Xi, of course, knew this Magic.

He also realized that Goddalir had been silently watching over him all night.

’But Goddalir is only a Three-Star Elite. After so long, her Magic Power surely wouldn’t have held out. That silly girl must be burning her own Life Force.’

WHOOSH!

Wang Xi got up, quickly walked to the gray-robed girl, and grabbed her hand.

"Goddalir," he called out.

"Hm?" Hearing the familiar voice, Goddalir finally opened her eyes. When the young man’s face came into view, a look of joyful surprise appeared on her pale face. "Gai, you’re okay?!"

"I’m fine." Wang Xi shook his head. "Quick, stop casting the spell."

Goddalir had actually reached her limit long ago, but her worry and concern for Gai had overcome her physical and mental exhaustion, allowing her to keep holding on.

Only now did she finally let out a sigh of relief.

But the moment that breath was released, she felt the world spin, and her entire body went limp.

Wang Xi was quick to react, immediately catching Goddalir. The gray-robed girl fell into his arms, panting rapidly, but an irrepressible joy made her laugh softly:

"Gai, as long as you’re okay... I was so afraid I wouldn’t be able to hold on, and you wouldn’t absorb enough Magic Power."

"..."

Wang Xi had been wondering. Logically, even if he had overcome the blue fire through meditation, his own Magic Power should have been bottomed out, not so full.

Now he understood that it was all thanks to Goddalir. For his sake, this girl had completely disregarded her own safety, overloading herself to use Guardian of the Flower Garden.

"Thank you, Goddalir."

Wang Xi wiped the sweat from the girl’s face, then took out a Secondary Healing Potion he kept in reserve.

This Green One Star Artifact Card was one he had drawn from the Royal Mage Corps’ Card Pool. It had the effect of replenishing Life Force, with drowsiness as a side effect.

POP.

He pried open the stopper with his thumb, brought the mouth of the bottle to Goddalir’s lips, and said gently:

"Drink this. You’ve exhausted yourself."

Goddalir stared at him in a daze, not making a sound, before obediently opening her mouth.

GULP.

The exceptionally bitter and strange-tasting potion entered her mouth, but she didn’t even furrow her brow. Instead, she drank it as if it were the sweetest nectar, her eyes filled with contentment.

She loved the feeling of being taken care of by Gai.

’If only I could... I’d love to lie in his arms like this forever.’

After drinking the entire potion, Goddalir felt her depleted Life Force slowly recovering. Fortunately, it had been replenished in time, so there would be no lasting side effects.

"Feeling better?" Wang Xi asked.

"Mhm!"

A faint blush appeared on Goddalir’s pale face. It was hard to tell if it was the effect of the potion or the ripples quietly stirring in her heart.

Once she could stand steadily on her own, Wang Xi finally took a moment to inspect his own condition.

[Frost Winter Meditation Technique (Technique Card/Deep Blue Two Stars): 10/600]

The Meditation Technique had gained 10 Experience points.

And when he looked inward at his Magic Soil, he was surprised to find that the Seed of Magic Power had actually sprouted!

The originally tiny, ice-blue seed had swelled up, and a translucent, crystalline sprout had grown from it.

This meant that Wang Xi had advanced from the "sowing" stage to the "sprouting" stage... an accumulation that would take an ordinary Wizard years of arduous cultivation, he had completed in just over half a month.

At the same time, he also discovered that his maximum Magic Power had increased significantly—to use a quantifiable analogy, it was roughly like going from 28 to 35.

This wasn’t just because of the Meditation Technique’s Star Promotion, but also due to the tempering of the blue fire and Goddalir’s prolonged assistance at the cost of her own Life Force.

It would be difficult to replicate ever again.

In his mind, 20 orbs of light hovered quietly.

Belonging to the "Northern Warriors" Card Pool: 14 green.

"Northern Shaman" Card Pool: 5 deep green, 1 blue.

Wang Xi didn’t rush to draw the cards.

He first looked around and saw that the battlefield had been tidied up, leaving only bloodstains with no corpses in sight... Not a single Northern Elite had survived; all of them had been annihilated.

As for the chieftains of the Northern Clans, six in total, they were currently on the verge of death, kneeling at the mouth of the cave, guarded by two Moon Castle Demon Wolves.

Sierra had been rescued. The paint scribbled on her face had been washed clean, though her complexion was still a bit pale. She was wrapped in a thick, brown fur robe, huddled under a tree, while Wendy was saying something to her.

But Sierra seemed distracted and would only occasionally whisper a reply.

...

...

Sierra’s mind was in turmoil.

Last night, in her moment of greatest fear and despair, her prayers had somehow been answered—she was saved.

But fate had played a cruel, absurd joke on her.

The person who saved her was none other than her former fiancé, Gai Farrell.

The black-haired youth in her memory had been frail and weak due to the Ice Heart Curse, always carrying a competitive, childish air.

But the man from last night—

stood in the air like a winter king.

In the firelight, the blood of the Northern People blossomed under his sword. As his black Cloak danced, hideous heads flew and rolled to the ground.

Those arrogant Northern Warriors who had wreaked havoc in Randall, facing the ice and snow he summoned, fell in swathes like wheat cut by a scythe.

In that moment, Gai was so unfamiliar it was terrifying.

He had changed.

He had become more confident, more mature, more powerful... He exuded an indescribable aura of strength that not even her father, Count Bato, had ever possessed.

What was even more unbelievable to Sierra was that the rumors of the "Queen’s Sword" were true. Not only had Gai become the Stag Prince, but he had also led a large army to reinforce the Northern Territory, already recapturing the Count’s Domains of Heck and Yianz along the way.

The Northern Army that had burned, killed, and plundered in Randall had been wiped out... Even Wendy, the traitor, had become a captive.

But it was precisely Wendy’s plea that had made Gai rush here overnight to save her.

Sierra’s heart trembled violently.

A strong, indescribable sense of regret welled up inside her, yet at the same time, she didn’t dare face the Gai of today.

"Sierra, are you all right?"

Just then, a familiar voice pulled Sierra back from her thoughts.

She jolted.

Looking up, she saw the black-haired young man standing before her with the gray-robed girl.

"Lord Gai." Wendy bowed to him respectfully, took a few steps back, and stood behind him like an attendant.

Sierra looked at the young man, her expression complicated.

"I..." She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, it only came out as, "I’m fine. Thank you, Gai."

The former daughter of a Count, now a girl who had lost everything, huddled on the ground like an injured puppy, looking up at the young Prince... and the gray-robed Witch by his side.

This girl named Goddalir had once been an unremarkable farmer’s daughter in the Randall domain. Sierra knew she was Gai’s childhood playmate, but had never paid her any mind.

Because in Sierra’s mind, childhood sweethearts could never overcome the chasm of social status.

But now, that idea seemed laughable.

’If I had been the one to leave with Gai back then, would things have turned out differently?’

Sierra didn’t know, and she didn’t dare to think about it any longer.

She buried her head in her arms. A torrent of emotions—intense frustration, the sorrow of losing everything, and a helpless uncertainty about the future—washed over her, drowning her.

Silent tears fell.

Goddalir pressed close to Gai’s side, coldly watching the former Lady Sierra with an inexplicable sense of pleasure in her heart—in this battle waged without smoke or fire, she was the one who had ultimately won.

From the moment they started walking toward Sierra, she had taken the initiative to link her arm with Gai’s, as if to deliberately show something off... Recalling it now, she couldn’t help but feel a secret joy.

’Gai didn’t reject a more intimate gesture!’

...

...

Perhaps it was the side effects of the potion kicking in, or perhaps it was the exhaustion from overexertion and a sleepless night, but once the initial excitement wore off, Goddalir could no longer hold on.

Wang Xi took her back to the candy carriage to get settled, then returned to the lakeside.

"Mr. Gai, what do you plan to do with the chieftains of the Northern Clans?"

Sugar Witch Bev asked casually, standing quietly by the lake.

Wang Xi thought for a moment and replied:

"Take them back to Daphne and let Her Majesty Queen Xianna decide their fate personally."

"Mm." Bev nodded, seemingly unconcerned with the matter. Her beautiful eyes shifted, her tone holding a hint of admiration. "You have once again exceeded my expectations, Mr. Gai. To withstand the Northern Shaman’s secret technique by relying solely on the Magic Power absorbed through meditation... Truly remarkable."

"It was thanks to Teacher Isabella’s Meditation Technique, and this curse on my body."

Wang Xi shook his head and sighed ruefully.

"Otherwise, the outcome would have been hard to predict."

"You’re too humble, Mr. Gai," Bev said with a light laugh, covering her mouth. "Wasn’t it also because of your own talent, and that... movingly tenacious willpower?"

"You flatter me, Miss Bev."

Wang Xi glanced at Sofia, who was not far behind Bev, bending over to look at her reflection in the lake. He placed a hand on his chest in a salute and deliberately raised his voice a little:

"I must truly thank you this time, and the noble and powerful Miss Sofia... Thanks to this battle, the predicament in the Northern Territory has been resolved. The Northern Lands have suffered a great blow, and Her Majesty Queen Xianna’s greatest worry can finally be put to rest."

Hearing this, Bev smiled and said he was welcome, even lifting the hem of her pink skirt with both hands in an elegant curtsy.

As for Sofia,

she acted as if she hadn’t heard a thing. Her back remained to the two of them, and without turning around, she continued to bend over the lake, adjusting her golden twin tails.

But the lake’s surface reflected her tightly pressed lips and the smug curl at the corner of her mouth.

"Hmph!" Sofia crossed her arms, kicked a small stone, and muttered under her breath, "A human who’s just stepped into the Magic Domain. Who needs your praise?"

SPLASH.

The stone skipped across the lake’s surface, stirring up a ripple that happened to distort the young man’s reflection.

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