Mage Manual-Chapter 560 - 454 I am Princess Yisu_2

"But they’re already so powerful, aren’t they?" Liss said. "Auntie Bokin will become Rusted Crow, and Uncle Harvey might even become a Legendary Mage who controls Divine Beings in the future. How much power do they need to be able to grasp their own happiness tightly?"

"That’s a good question. Perhaps they’re also hoping that the All-Knowing Weaver could give them an answer." Ash spread his hands. "Anyway, you can’t count on them."

"What about you, Dad?" Liss asked. "What’s your wish?"

"Me?" Ash paused slightly, then said after thinking, "My true wish, even the All-Known Weaver can’t fulfill, and I wouldn’t dare let Him fulfill it either."

If he wished to the All-Known Weaver to return to his hometown, setting aside that the All-Known Weaver couldn’t fulfill it, the real terror would be if it were fulfilled—if the Divine Lord’s gaze turned to that clear blue planet, Ash, as the one leading the way, would become a sinner deserving of a thousand deaths.

"As for my secondary wish..." He paused. "I want to meet someone."

"Who?"

"Someone very important to me," Ash pinched Liss’s little cheek, "as important as you. But I both want and fear to meet her."

"Why?" Liss had felt a little jealous at first, but her curiosity was piqued at his comment. "Does that person not want to see you?"

"I don’t know. Let’s assume she does want to see me, but..." Ash said, "once I truly meet her in reality, I might have to give up my real wish."

"Why? Do the two wishes conflict?"

"In theory, they don’t conflict, but it’s like a stray dog that’s been taken in; it has no motivation to go out and scavenge and can only maintain the happiness of being a house dog; it’s also like the balloon you bought today, from now on it will be held by your hand, unable to selfishly fly towards the sky."

Liss listened, half-understanding, "So Dad, is your wish to meet that person?"

"No," Ash said. "Firstly, I have not yet fully decided, half-hearted determination won’t do; secondly, she has her own life, and she’s not ready to see me; and thirdly, there is no need, meeting her is only a matter of time, I don’t need to waste a wish."

"So, what is your wish after all?"

"I was just thinking of discussing that with you."

"Ah?" Liss was stunned and then mused, "Dad, you’re not well-liked in the Kingdom of Gospel right now, how about wishing that everyone likes you? Or, to put it simply, gain the power of a Legendary Mage? Wait, the wish capacity required by a Legendary Mage might be too much, maybe you should wish for something that is effortless for the All-Knowing Weaver yet offers you a significant improvement..." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Just as Liss was considering what wish to make, Ash shook his head.

"I didn’t want you to think of a wish for me, I wanted to ask you what your wish is."

"Ah?" Liss lifted her head and stared blankly at Ash.

"In the underground hall of the Four Pillars God Sect, although Hanna threatened you, you’re a smart kid. If you didn’t want to join the Funeral Service Office, as long as you stuck to your stance, Hanna and Cleris wouldn’t do anything to you. They’re not cruel enough to kill a little girl just because she’s a ’foreigner.’" Ash said, "And since you urged me to scheme against Hanna that very night, I knew it must be some Heart’s Desire that made you go along and join the Funeral Service."

Liss opened her mouth but couldn’t utter a single word; she couldn’t refute it.

The trial of the Bronze Dragon would allow her to receive all kinds of coincidental help, thereby gradually getting closer to her goal, and this effect is still in place—being captured by the Four Pillars God Sect, joining the Funeral Service, then traveling all the way to Nabistin, she was only half a step away from her target.

"Even if it means maneuvering between adults, even if it means striving alone, what is the Heart’s Desire you want to accomplish, no matter what?" Ash asked. "Can you tell me?"

"I..." Liss stammered, "Could it be, Dad, that you want to fulfill my wish?"

"Depending on the situation, if you desire a prince and princess kind of love, I can only prepare a better pillow for you, to let you sleep more soundly," Ash shrugged. "But if your wish is really important to you..."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Someone once told me that although I have no dreams, I can protect someone else’s dreams. Let me borrow that phrase here; though I have no remarkable wishes of my own, I can help fulfill yours."

"But why?"

Liss grabbed Ash’s sleeve, shaking her head vigorously: "I can’t understand... I’m not your family! I have no relation to you whatsoever! We’re just strangers... I don’t like it... I don’t want you to be so nice to me... I don’t want to..." As she spoke, her voice became more and more choked up, more and more incoherent, and her eyes could no longer hold back the increasingly large teardrops that fell freely.

"Hey, didn’t we agree that after the Weaving Festival, we would be family?" Ash laughed: "But your doubt makes sense, how could a normal person just hand over such an opportunity? If Igula heard this, he would definitely say I’m using my words to enchant you, a naive little girl."

"That’s not what I mean—"

"Do you remember the first time we met?" Ash continued: "It was in the underground hall, you were all dirty, being coerced by Hanna to sign the contract, then after looking around, you hugged me, and called out a title that’s too much for my age to bear..."

"Daddy." Liss couldn’t help but laugh through her tears, then she confessed somewhat guiltily: "Actually, at that time, I just thought that out of all the people around, you were... the easiest to deceive..."

"Igula told me right away afterward," Ash said. "But I still trust my judgment."

"When you were clinging to my leg, I could see fear in your eyes, see unease, see nervousness, as if my leg was the only thread you could grasp as you fell."

"Just like the old me."

Liss rubbed her eyes: "Like you?"

"Yeah, back then I was just like you, dominated by fear, my spirit eaten away by unease, unable to hide from loneliness wherever I fled," Ash nodded: "Then I was saved by someone."

"The person you want to see?"

"Yes, so I really can’t just leave you alone." Ash turned to look at the river surface, his eyes reflecting the shimmering light of the underground river: "I know that other people don’t really like you, but don’t care about them. As long as I like you, the world will like you too."

At that moment, Liss fervently wished that the streetlights around them would shine a little brighter, that the fluorescent light of the underground river would sparkle a bit more so that she could clearly see the flickering light in Ash’s eyes, how much of it was pity, and how much of it was fondness.

"Wait," Liss sniffed hard, considering a terrible possibility: "Could it be that you’re willing to deal with Hanna—just to fulfill my wish?"

"No, no, no, you don’t need to think of me as that noble," Ash shook his head, amused yet exasperated: "The main reason is that Hanna would never let me go, otherwise I definitely would have left with you and Igula. Since Hanna insists on wasting me, I can only enjoy it while figuring out how to use this benefit to my advantage."

"If I had no wishes of my own, I would also have asked Hanna to grant a wish."

Wait, let Ash make a wish?

Although he hadn’t made up his mind yet, what if he had no other desires, and in the end wished to meet that ’very important person’ to him...

Liss hastily used Ash’s sleeve to wipe her small tear-stained face, put on her mirrored gloves once more, and looked down at the mirror.

Then she lifted her head and looked seriously at Ash.

"Ash, I am Princess Yisu."

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