Mag stood beside Anna, and also looked out the window. It had begun to drizzle outside, and the pattering of the rain was silent, but there was not a single person on the streets.
Perhaps he won't be able to come back. After all, he set up a death flag before he left, and I've added another one. Meg thought to himself. He looked down at Anna, who was wearing a concerned expression, and feigned a nonchalant smile as he said, "It's alright. Perhaps he was delayed by something important on his way back. Even if he doesn't come back today, he'll be back in a few days."
"Really?" Anna looked up into Meg's eyes, trying to find an answer.
"Really." Mag nodded in a firm manner. In reality, he didn't really believe this, either. Blour didn't seem to be very reliable, but from what he had said that day, Mag could deduce that what he was going to do this time was most likely not going to be a simple task.
"Then I'll wait for him for a while longer." Anna withdrew her gaze and looked out again.
"Alright." Meg nodded and also stood by the window.
He had met many people after coming to this world. Even though they weren't close friends, Mag still couldn't harden his heart. His mindset had changed a lot after all.
The rain gradually became heavier, and the raindrops fell onto the floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a curtain of water that obscured the view. There was no sound of knocking on the door.
"Go to sleep first. He'll be back for sure." Meg looked at the clock on the wall to find that it was already midnight. He heaved an internal sigh as he patted Anna's head gently.
"Ding!"
The sound of a bell sounded from outside the door.
"It's Uncle Blour!"
Anna's eyes lit up as she rushed to the door and pushed the door open.
The rain was swept in by the wind, drenching Anna's entire body. The bell hanging on the door jingled in the wind and rain, but there was no one in the dark rainy night.
Anna stood at the door with tears and rainwater flowing down her cheeks as she stood there in a daze.
"He'll be back." Meg closed the door gently and carried Anna upstairs.
Meg changed Anna into a set of dry clothes, dried her hair, and gently placed her on the bed. Amy and Ugly Duckling were already sound asleep.
"Go to sleep. Perhaps he'll be back tomorrow morning," Meg said in a gentle voice as he tucked Anna under the thin blanket.
"Uncle Meg, am I a cursed elf? All those who are close to me have bad endings," Anna asked as she looked at Meg with tears in her eyes.
"Of course not. Anna is a good girl, not some cursed elf." Mag shook his head with a smile as he looked at Anna.
"Thank you, Uncle Mag," Anna said softly as she looked at Mag. She then turned around slowly with her back facing him.
Mag stood beside the bed for a while as he looked at Anna with a sympathetic expression. What kind of things must she have gone through for her to have such thoughts?
…
The Wind Forest, under the Tree of Life.
Phyllis ran into the cave, and panted as she looked at Irina, who was planting flowers under the tree, and said, "Your Highness, there hasn't been any news since the deal was canceled three days ago. Perhaps it's because you scared those people, but, but …"
Irina put aside the small watering can in her hand, and looked at the two vibrant flowers in the soil. She nodded with satisfaction before looking up at Phyllis with furrowed brows, and said, "Bean Sprout, speak properly. But what?"
"But! I heard that they want you to represent the elven race at the birthday banquet of the king of the Roth Empire in 10 days. "Phyllis finally said it out loud.
"Really?" Irina was a little surprised.
Phyllis hurriedly nodded, and said, "It's already spread in the elven race. It's said that Mistress Helena proposed it to the queen, so it should have been decided."
Irina's brows furrowed, and a thoughtful look appeared on her face. "What is that old witch Helena up to again? She must be up to no good."
"Yes, I also think there must be a conspiracy. You have to be careful, Your Highness." Phyllis nodded in agreement.
Could it be that this old witch knows that she can't represent the elven race with her looks, so she wants me to go to Rodu? Irina's expression became even more serious.
"Your thoughts are always so strange, Your Highness." Phyllis covered her face with her hand. She felt that her princess's brain was wired differently from that of normal people.
"It just so happens that I also want to make a trip to Rodu. It's time for me to settle some scores with those bastards from back then." A cold smile appeared on Irina's face as she said, "Bean Sprout, keep an eye on this place. Let me know if anything happens."
"Yes, Your Highness." Phyllis nodded vigorously.
…
Within a cave filled with stars, Heidi was wearing a black robe, and she was looking at Helena with a perplexed expression as she asked, "Mistress Helena, why do you want Irina to go to Rodu as the elven race's representative? There hasn't been any news of her in the past few years, and many of our elven race have already speculated that Her Majesty is displeased with her. If she goes to Rodu as the elven race's representative to celebrate the king's birthday, wouldn't those rumors be dispelled? Wouldn't that be very detrimental to us? "
"Hasn't she always wanted to go to Rodu? I'll fulfill her wish." Helena stood on the platform and looked down at Heidi, who was like a black mouse, as she said, "Those people aren't rats like you. They're not that easy to kill. If you push them too far, they'll bite."
…
On the seventh day, there was no news of Blour.
On the eighth day, there was no news of Blour.
…
On the fourteenth day, there was no news of Blour.
During this period of time, Anna had already stopped asking Meg about Blour. Instead, she would sit at the entrance of the restaurant for half an hour every day, as if she were waiting for something.
Sally would sometimes accompany Anna to sit at the entrance of the restaurant in silence.
Meg made a trip to the elven embassy, and the elven ambassador met with him, but he also didn't receive any news of Blour's disappearance.
Even though he didn't want to admit it, it seemed that Blour really wasn't coming back.
…
"Amy and I are going to the capital of the Rodu Empire tomorrow to cook for the king's birthday banquet. As such, the restaurant will be closed for five days.
Barbara, you and Anna can continue to stay in the restaurant. I'll give you the keys, and I'll also give you some money for your living expenses. If you can't find a way to settle your own expenses, you can go outside to eat.
Mia, the ice cream shop can continue to operate, but you can also take a break for a few days. Just treat it as a short vacation.
We'll be back in five days. "
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