Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later (ON-HOLD)

Chapter 72: Magic Network and Calendar of Disasters

Although the Blackwater Province was in the warm and humid south, the weather during the Morning Moon still carried a hint of winter. This was even more so for people who left home early in the morning.

A palm-sized girl with dragonfly wings sat on the shoulder of a tall black-robed man carrying two swords on his back. She tightly grabbed the cloak draped over the other party's back and wrapped it around her body. She kept trembling and sneezing from time to time.

After the other party sneezed for the umpteenth time, Cass finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked, "So faeries can catch a cold as well?"

The other party rolled her eyes at him before pulling up his cloak as if nothing had happened and wiping her nose.

"There's only one kind of person in this world who doesn't catch a cold. Guess what it is?"

"What is it?" Cass asked.

She smiled smugly and was about to answer when the gray-haired magic chanter in a tattered brown robe ahead said, "I never expected to hear such a saying here. Where did you learn that from?"

"I think I saw it in a children's comic strip I flipped through in the past... Ah choo!"

As she spoke, she sneezed again.

"A comic strip? Yes, that's very reasonable... Cass, you don't have to worry too much. After a faerie is born, she will be vulnerable to the world for some time. They usually recover in a few months."

With that said, William turned to look at the worried Cass.

"Therefore, I wanted her to rest in the Twilight Fortress for some time, but she insisted on following me..." Cass said helplessly.

"Why? You're allowed to leave that stripped fortress and have fun, but I'm not allowed to come out too?"

She widened her golden eyes and interrupted Cass.

His gaze and tone were identical.

Cass replied with a headache, "I've already said that I'm out on a mission with the Presiding Judge, not to have fun..."

"Ah, there's actually no difference, right? However, isn't your description of the Twilight Fortress a little too much, Liz? That's dismantling the fortress's structure and laying down the basic Elementium Silver circuits. It will be further refurbished," William said helplessly as he walked ahead.

This was also the reason why he had brought Cass out. This was because the other party's training in the control of God King Oka had just begun. Previously, he had always gotten the other party to undergo simulation training in the Twilight Fortress's underground meditation chamber. If anything went out of control, he could suppress the impact using the remaining sealing spells inside.

However, the entire Twilight Fortress was about to be renovated and new circuits were laid. The meditation room was temporarily out of commission. Therefore, William brought Cass along with him, planning on teaching him how to control his strength on the way.

After all, the effect of learning and training in actual combat was far better than simulation training created through illusions.

To his surprise, the newborn faerie insisted on following him. Cass couldn't dissuade her, so he asked William for his permission uneasily.

Such trivial matters had never mattered to William.

By the way, Cass originally planned on giving the newborn faerie a new name, but she insisted on calling herself Liz.

William didn't know if this was attributed to the Golden Fog Rose he used from the Treasure Hall. William remembered that the better the flower medium the faeries used when they were reborn, the more memories they could retain from their previous life. Therefore, William flipped through the Treasure Hall and found the flowers that were said to have been used by demigods to hold divine marriage rituals in the Silver Age.