Chapter 191: Chapter 128 This is Not the Immortal Realm (Seeking Recommendations and Monthly Votes)

Ina was reading late into the night, perusing the magic books given to her by Fiona and Elsa.

“Budding Notebook: Enlightenment”

This book was compiled by all of the witches together, with detailed interpretations of a variety of spells, including their speculations about the underlying principles.

If Lilith is the origin of fairy magic, then these witches are the heirs and pioneers of this magical system.

“Budding Notebook”

“Bud Jade Manual”

“Twin Magic Book”

“Wilting Forbidden Tome”

These are the four major series of magic books that the witches were planning to compile.

The Budding Notebook is not a single book, but a set.

It includes Enlightenment, Familiarization, Basics, and many other books such as “Common Spell Compendium,” “Basics of Life Spells,” and “The Dangers of Magic.”

In fact, fairy magic has endless possibilities.

Even something as simple as a cleaning spell can be divided into cleaning dirt, dusting, restoring newness, and odor removal, among other things.

And within odor removal, there are further details on which scents to preserve and which to eliminate.

As the first group of witches, as well as regular witches,

the Yatun Clan’s witches such as Elsa, Fiona, Miya, and Sheila, because of their early exposure to Bailuo’s progressive thinking and the old uncle’s enlightenment,

have moved beyond simply learning spells and instead invested themselves in the research and development of new enchantments.

It’s like a group of doctoral students, devoted to researching these very obscure, highly difficult subjects.

Therefore, Bailuo and the old uncle discussed whether to establish the Yatun National Research Institute as soon as possible, setting up a “Fairy Magic” department within it to provide resources for the witches to develop.

“Swoosh!”

“Ina!”

“Aaaaah!!”

Startled by the sudden shout, Ina fell backwards in her seat, toppling over along with the chair.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch.”

Holding the spot where she got hurt, Ina took out her magic wand and, with her hair in disarray, waved it around haphazardly.

“Who!”

“Who’s there!”

“It’s me.”

Cat Yiyi appeared on the overturned chair, and seeing that it was Cat Yiyi, Ina complained, “Lord Cat, you scared me to death.”

“Sorry, sorry.”

Cat Yiyi said, conjuring a mist, and then pulled out a large bell from within: “I’m ringing a bell to apologize.”

“Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling.”

“Pfft.”

Ina laughed, “I thought you were going to give me a bell, but you’re just shaking it, stingy.”

“I really can’t give this one away.”

Cat Yiyi had a good relationship with Ina, flew up, and then landed on the table: “It’s needed for tomorrow.”

“Ah, that’s right!”

Cat Yiyi said, “I have some great news to tell you.”

“Hm?”

Ina didn’t know what the news was, but she listened as Cat Yiyi, waving its cute little paw, said, “Tomorrow is His Majesty’s and the esteemed Queen’s wedding day. You all have received recognition from Yatun and can attend the celebration.”

Isefia is a Miracle Person, so she is not merely the Queen Consort but the Queen herself.

Of course, this is a private appellation among the Yatun people. To outsiders, Bailuo should be the Duke of Yatun, and his elder martial sister should be the Grand Duchess of Yatun.

Moreover, these titles are but mere formalities.

Even if Bailuo claimed to be a commoner and let his elder martial sister act as the King of Yatun, the supreme leader of the nation and all its subjects would still be him.

The reason for this is to prepare for future diplomatic relations.

One of the two Miracle Persons that Yatun intended to reveal was replaced by his sister.

And indeed, a Master of Miracles cannot possibly be subordinate to others.

Thus she is addressed as the Grand Duchess of Yatun, who, despite being Bailuo’s wife, holds a status equivalent to that of Bailuo.

A vast smokescreen, sufficient to obscure his elder martial sister’s identity as a Miracle Person of Bailuo, killing two birds with one stone.

“Can I, really?”

“I am just, just a slave.”

“Can I truly attend?!”

Ina was extremely excited yet deeply insecure and somewhat afraid, fearing it might all be an illusion.

In Ina’s eyes, Bailuo was sacred and inviolable, as noble as a celestial being.

To be glanced at by him once made Ina feel truly blessed.

That she would now be invited to a celebration, and not just any celebration, but a wedding of such immense significance, made Ina so joyful she cried, “He, he remembers me, the master remembers me…”

“Don’t cry, on such a holy day, one mustn’t cry.”

“Sniff, sniff!”

Ina hurriedly wiped away her tears and nose: “Yes! I know my mistake!”

Coming to Yatun was the greatest fortune of Ina’s life.

She studied very hard and was diligent, all in the hopes of repaying Bailuo and everyone in the nation who had been kind to her.

She was ready to do everything and spare no expense to protect this nation, its people, and the noble Majesty!

“Hurry up, I still need to find Hailbo and Tagger.”

“Oh, okay.”

Ina quickly followed Cat Yiyi out and waited at the edge of the forest. Soon, Cat Yiyi brought Silly Tiger and Hailbo over.

“How do you feel?”

“So excited I can hardly contain myself.”

Hailbo, just like Ina, was filled with anticipation.

Silly Tiger, owing to a lack of intellect, understood the concept of a wedding only as ‘something to eat’.

“Hurry up, follow me into the forest.”

Cat Yiyi flew up, leading the way.

The trio was already accustomed to training in the forest and quickly chased after her.

“Tagger, slow down a bit.”

“Oh.”

Silly Tiger scampered ahead, and within a short while, they reached an arched corridor in the forest.

“No outsiders.”

The Guardian Ancient Trees sensed the aura of the three; they were already familiar with them after nearly half a month of company.

“Beep! Beep Beep~~”

A little Fungus Person hopped down from a branch, landing neatly on Hailbo’s head.