“Actually, it’s fine. After all, since they invited you, Little Fox, it means that the members of the Council of Elders generally hold a friendly attitude toward you. So, no matter who hosts you, they will treat you quite well.”
“So, the Elf Race generally values and agrees with the idea of friendship and peace?”
“Yes. Plus, Principal Kaili is an Elf. In a sense, the Elf Race can be considered one of your backings, Little Fox.”
“Hmm, in that case, Serveyia, could you tell me about the attitudes different races have toward peace?”
Liuli’s thought was: ‘Understanding the expectations of different races regarding the peaceful situation in advance will help me understand the state of this continent.’
To be honest, she had lived her entire life in the Human Empire, and her knowledge of other races was limited to what she had seen in textbooks. However, the information regarding other races found in the Human Empire’s official teaching materials could only be described as meager. There was plenty of information online, but it was half-true and half-false. Lynn didn’t know which parts were real, and trying to find the knowledge she truly needed without being misled in the massive cesspool of the internet was a difficult task in itself.
“Actually, it’s difficult to summarize in just a few words. Basically, the races you see in Saint Laia will at least respect the peace for Saint Laia’s sake, even if they don’t fully agree with it. As for those races that want to destroy the peace, it’s even harder to say. Strictly speaking, it’s not that an entire race doesn’t want to maintain peace; it’s usually a specific leader who, for various reasons—such as showing off military might or demanding benefits—launches an invasion against neighboring countries. While this technically shouldn’t be called the behavior of an entire race, in practice, it’s enough of a reason for you to avoid visiting them. After all, your safety is more important, Little Fox.”
“However, those things aren’t important right now. At least, they aren’t things you need to worry about yet. For now, you just need to do the best you can with what you’re capable of doing, and that will be enough.”
While it sounded simple when Serveyia said it, Liuli understood that doing her best was not an easy feat. She wasn’t sure if she could truly achieve the ‘best,’ but as Serveyia said, it wasn’t something she needed to worry about now. At the very least, her current task was simple: get some good rest. According to Serveyia, if she really had to tour the Royal Capital with the Elf King tomorrow, she would be running around quite a bit. She truly wished she had endless strength and vitality so she could remain energetic at all times.
Although the room Seth had prepared for Liuli was a double room, the beds were not double beds. As Liuli looked at the single bed that had been made, she suddenly felt something was off.
“Serveyia, you aren’t saying we have to sleep together again, are you?”
“What’s wrong? Do you have an objection, Little Fox?”
“It’s not so much an objection as… Serveyia, don’t you think this bed is a bit small?”
Although Serveyia had slept with her on the motorhome, to be honest, that bed was wider than the one she was looking at now. It had already felt a bit crowded to sleep with Serveyia on that bed; if they slept together on this one, she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to sleep comfortably.
“Is it? Although it’s a single bed, we can still fit if the two of us squeeze together.”
“Serveyia, do you really have to sleep with me?”
Liuli found it very strange. Serveyia had relaxed her restrictions in many other areas and no longer followed her everywhere, but she never budged on the matter of sleeping together. Even if Serveyia had temporary matters to handle before bedtime and Liuli chose to sleep first, Serveyia would definitely be sleeping beside her when she woke up the next morning.
“If you are very resistant to it, Little Fox, we don’t have to sleep together. I’ll just be disappointed, that’s all.”
Serveyia was very honest when she said this—honest enough to make Liuli feel both happy and a bit shy.
“It’s mainly because this bed is too small. If we have to squeeze onto such a small bed, I’ll feel a bit uncomfortable…”
Since Serveyia had honestly shared her thoughts, it was best for Liuli to be candid in return. After all, she didn’t actually dislike sleeping with Serveyia; the woman’s embrace always made her feel safe. However, if she had a choice, Liuli would rather be the one to actively embrace the other person rather than being held in someone’s arms all the time. Being held constantly always made her feel a bit uneasy.
“So, you’re saying as long as the bed is bigger, it’s fine?”
“Serveyia, you don’t happen to have a way to make the bed bigger, do you?”
Liuli could tell that the two beds in this room were not the movable type, so there was no way to push them together.
“Well, I can’t make the bed bigger, but I can make you smaller, Little Fox. As long as you are small enough, this will be like a single bed for me, won’t it?”
‘Uh, while that logic technically checks out, the idea of being turned small still feels a bit wrong. Just how small would I have to be for the bed to feel like a single bed? She can’t really mean turning me into a fox, can she? I’m only called “Little Fox.” Although I have the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox bloodline, that doesn’t mean I’m willing to actually become a fox.’
“Serveyia, are you serious?”
Although Liuli knew there were likely spells that could change a person’s size, this felt like it wasn’t just about size anymore; it felt like her entire species might change.
“That depends on what you think, Little Fox. If you think I’m serious, then I can do it. But if you don’t want that to happen, I won’t force it. Forcing an interference wouldn’t be good for either of us. Besides, instead of using magic to make you smaller, it’s better to find a way to manifest a bed.”
“Hmm, how much magic would that take?”
If it were just a temporary bed, it would be within Liuli’s acceptable range. But if the spell had to be maintained all night, she was worried the Magic Power consumption would be too high.
“It’s fine. I have a Magic Scroll, so lasting through one night definitely won’t be a problem. As for tomorrow, we can just tell Mr. Seth to change our room or add another bed.”
“There’s actually a scroll for that?”
“Of course. There are many people who make Magic Scrolls for things that are a bit useful but not particularly important. After all, a person—especially an average person—can only master a limited number of spells in their lifetime. Under these circumstances, people pursue more practical magic. No one really bothers to learn these kinds of flashy spells.”
“Then, Serveyia, do you know this spell?”
“I do, but only to the extent of knowing it. It’s definitely not as effective as the one from the scroll. Besides, since I have the scroll, why would I cast it myself?”
Serveyia pulled a scroll from her robes. Liuli curiously leaned in, wanting to see exactly how a spell released from a scroll differed from normal casting.
Liuli then saw Serveyia inject a thread of Magic Power into the scroll. Along with a burst of light, a bed appeared right in front of her.
To Liuli’s surprise, the quality of this bed was much better than she had imagined. Not only was the height perfect, but it even came with its own bedding. It didn’t feel any worse to the touch than the beds already in the room. Magic truly was a wondrous thing.
“Can the quality of a scroll really be this good?”
Liuli had originally thought that a bed created by a scroll would be poor quality and only suitable for emergencies. Looking at it now, the quality seemed quite high.
“That’s because I spent enough money. As long as you have enough money, let alone this kind of bed, one could even produce a replica of the large bed in Qingli Hall. Though the cost would be a bit high. Well, Little Fox, do you want to try it out?”
“No need, I’ll just sit for a moment to feel it.”
Liuli did not accept Serveyia’s suggestion. If this were a bed made of some extraordinary material, she might have actually wanted to try it, but even though this bed was generated by magic, the materials weren’t anything special. Liuli felt there was no need to test it further.
After pressing down on the mattress, Liuli found that the firmness was not much different from the beds in Qingli Hall. ‘Is this Serveyia’s preference for beds?’
Although this didn’t seem like particularly vital information, Liuli felt that remembering these ‘useless’ little facts would be of great help to her in the future.
“Do you like it? If you do, you should keep some similar scrolls on hand, Little Fox. They can be used when you go out and find your accommodations aren’t to your liking.”
“Yes, I’ll consider it.”
Liuli was actually a bit tempted. Given her duties, traveling might become a regular occurrence in the future. Encountering unsuitable beds was only a matter of time and probability. From that perspective, having a portable bed that suited her tastes was indeed something she needed.
“That’s good then. Goodbye, goodnight, and see you tomorrow.”
“Yes, goodbye, goodnight, see you tomor—wait?”