Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 557 - 496 South Wind Country_2

Aiven listened with a smile as Olivia chattered away like a cheerful little sparrow. He already knew that one of the prerequisites for the Gem School Wizards to advance to Tier 3 was to add new members to the school's gemstone lineage.

Both artificial and naturally discovered gemstones were acceptable.

Including origin, hardness, crystal system, color, luster... and so on, forming new jewelry concepts was best.

This had little to do with the wizard's power and was more about testing their discernment and luck.

"Luck, huh?"

Just as Aiven was pondering, he heard Olivia suddenly turn her head and ask:

"Aiven, this kind of gemstone is called Green Meteorite, what do you think?"

"Hmm, very fitting and pleasant sounding.

By the way, Hesi, have you noticed that our luck has been exceptionally good lately?

Not long ago, we obtained the 'Alchemy Workshop' and [Witchcraft: Activation of Dead Objects] from the 'Vitalist School,' and today we acquired an advancement treasure belonging to the 'Gem School.'

Is this the chemical reaction of the 'Adventurer's Blood' coming together?"

The girl nudged him with her elbow, teasing with a laugh:

"We're a perfect match... as partners, that is. Going on adventures, you always gain something.

Tomorrow, we'll head to Frog Cry Forest outside Kunsai City. If we can find the organic gemstone host you mentioned right away, it would be perfect.

Then, what kind of gemstones can't we create? That would be real good luck.

Right now, it's just a treasure meeting prepared individuals at the right time."

Aiven scratched his head, his mind inexplicably flashing back to the disastrous scene where Milan used [Deceitful Fate] after an "Angel Descent"...

"Hope everything goes smoothly tomorrow."

Suddenly.

"How will you resist your fate?

How will you break free from shackles to rebirth?

If unclear about oneself, whom can you seek for answers?

If unable to escape your shadow, how can you truly be free?

I am no poet

nor good with words

but speak directly from the heart

what I think is what I say..."

A wondrous voice drifted into their ears.

Drawn by the singing, they unconsciously moved their steps, hand in hand, to the other side of the luxurious hotel, outside the music hall so crowded that the door couldn't be closed.

The singing came from within the gilded music hall.

Through the open gate and the densely packed audience in the corridor, just seeing the performer on stage, even the well-traveled Aiven couldn't help but twitch his eyelids:

"Wow, formidable! How can such a handsome person exist in the world?"

Aiven prided himself on his outstanding looks, but this "Prince Dolphin" was just slightly better, really just a tiny bit, wide-eyed.jpg.

Soon the act ended, and the audience, who had been attentively holding their breaths, began to let out piercing screams:

"Mr. Vitas is amazing!"

"God, what heavenly music, worth every moment!"

"Vitas, I want to have your babies..."

The audience, mainly female, was even more frenzied than modern-day fanatics.

Standing beside Aiven, Olivia, also with eyes lit up, was startled by the screaming, like being stung by a scorpion. With furrowed brows, she moved behind Aiven.

Taking out a Cat's Eye Stone for mental detection, finding nothing unusual, she breathed a sigh of relief and quietly tightened her grip on Aiven's hand.

The ticket seller at the door noticed them and approached with a professional smile:

"Handsome sir, beautiful miss.

Mr. Vitas is Kunsai's pride, enjoying the 'Prince Dolphin' reputation. Although famous throughout the South Wind Country, he is unwilling to leave his nurturing hometown, never departing this land.

Visitors from other cities, even other countries, come just for his performance.

Isn't this simply perfect art?"

He added a thought in his mind:

'Especially the beautiful ladies, no woman can resist the charm of Prince Dolphin.'

"Prince Dolphin" Vitas is known not only for his melodious voice but also his divinely handsome appearance. His performances are not just a musical feast but a visual treat.

With deep amber eyes, chiseled features, a prominent nose, and soft pink lips, even his physique of broad shoulders and narrow waist is considered perfect.

Taken together, the whole person seems like a divine masterpiece, too perfect to live among mere mortals.

"So, are you interested in tickets for the next act? Although there are no seats available."

The ticket seller looked at Olivia, hand poised to tear from the ticket book. Just as in countless past experiences, no woman could resist "Prince Dolphin's" charm after seeing that face.

He was the biggest moneymaker for the hotel.

However.

"No, thank you."

Olivia firmly refused, decisively pulling Aiven to turn and leave without a second glance.

"Alright, two standing... huh?"

The ticket seller was instantly stunned, experiencing rejection for the first time in his career.

'Formidable foe...'

....

After a lavish dinner, the two returned to their luxurious suite on the second floor, hand in hand.

Passing through the exquisite bedroom, they reached the balcony with white marble railings, adorned with colorful, yet tastefully modest flowers along the vines. Below, soft gas lights illuminated a serpentine jade belt coursing through the entire city.

Deservedly, the country of flowers, offering stunning scenery.

Leaning against Aiven, Olivia, having had some wine at dinner, raised a face more beautiful than flowers, smiling at her hesitating lover:

"Hehe, what's the matter, Mr. Red Fir? After seeing that Prince Dolphin, are you questioning your own charm?"

Before Aiven could respond, Miss Moonstone gently closed her sapphire-like eyes, slightly parting her rosy lips, issuing him a silent invitation.

Without hesitation.

Aiven turned and embraced Olivia's slender waist, falling onto the soft large bed behind them.

Poof—

Since Olivia boarded the ship, it had been over half a year, coupled with 36 times the time flow in the Spirit Realm, allowing them to spend more time together than many couples who dated for three or four years.

Some things happen naturally, requiring only a small spark.

They gazed into each other's eyes, breath mingling.

The girl's voice, a bit husky, suggested:

"Hey, Aiven, have you ever tried?"

Looking at the beautiful girl, Aiven felt his throat a little dry.

"No... never tried."

"Why not... let's try, once tried, we're no longer kids."

"Shall we... go for it?"

"Let's!"

Creak—

That night, a particularly noisy wind brought the somewhat annoying sound of spring.

Yet the two, occupied with their own affairs, failed to notice.

In the dead of night, a shadow silently slipped out of the hotel's back door from the dutiful Mind Network, heading straight to their destination tomorrow—Frog Cry Forest.