Once she heard Claire was going to go to Niya City, Lashia also wanted to ask for a break from school and go with her. But Claire and Duke Gordan stopped her because the plague was truly too dangerous; they didn’t want Lashia to also be in danger at all. Of course Cliff and Jean would go.
That night, the person sent by the Temple of Light arrived on schedule to the Hill castle and went with Claire to Niya City. Duke Gordan specially prepared a cozy and spacious carriage that could carry up to six people. With soft cushions, the carriage also had thick carpets and everything needed was available because this time, the people who accompanied and left with Claire were all unordinary people; the Temple of Light’s Divine Prince and Cliff, the wizard sage.
After the four got in the carriage, Cliff leaned on the side of the back and started to nap. Jean also sat at the back, silent.
“Many thanks for Divine Prince’s assistance this time.” Claire elegantly and politely thanked. She had experienced Lingyun Leng’s healing magic, but the plague didn’t seem to be able to be healed? This time, the problem seemed pretty annoying.
“It is what our Temple should do.” Lingyun lightly smiled and replied.
Next, it was silent.
The mood in the carriage became more and more sombre.
“Chirp chirp~~” White Emperor dug out of Claire’s embrace, swaying as he crawled up Claire’s shoulder, then onto her head. After that, he started to tug on her hair unyieldingly.
Claire stayed silent and didn’t make a move. Lingyun Leng was a bit shocked looking at the furry meatball on Claire’s head. What was it? Claire’s pet? No matter how he looked at it, Claire didn’t seem to be a person who would raise this kind of adorable pet.
“Chirp Chip!!!” White Emperor seemed a bit angry Claire ignored him. His two paws grabbed Claire’s hair and gave a fierce tug.
“Alright, alright. You can eat this.” Claire begrudgingly got out a basket of food from the backseat, then a silver plate and a piece of roasted meat. She put the cold roasted meat in the silver platter and chanted a spell, creating a little fireball to heat up the roasted meat. White Emperor happily chirped. With a tumble, he flipped into the plate and his two claws hugged the roasted meat and he started nibbling it.
“What kind of magic beast is this?” Lingyun Leng asked, a bit curious.
“Don’t know.” Claire shrugged, answering honestly as she watched White Emperor, who was currently crouched in the plate, eating with relish. White Emperor wasn’t a carnivore or vegetarian, but an omnivore. As long as it tasted good, he liked it, no matter if it was meat, vegetables, or fruit. It was just that he liked roasted meat out of all meat, that was all.