Mage Manual-Chapter 559 - 454: I Am Princess Yisu

"Pouting is the realization of potential favoritism; being sensible is the awareness of the thought of abandonment."

So at this moment, Liss was both pouting and appearing very sensible. She completely ignored her sisters’ voices and stared at Ash with wide eyes.

Her world was very small, so small that losing anyone would make it feel utterly empty, which is why she was willing to betray everything for anyone, even justice and righteousness.

Ash glanced at her, rummaged through his pockets for a handkerchief or tissue, but finding none, he had no choice but to use his sleeve to wipe the milk traces from her cheeks and said, smiling, "Have you forgotten? I have a contract with you, and I have a contract with the eldest young lady, too."

"But Aunt Hanna really likes you!" Liss said anxiously: "She certainly won’t bear to—"

"She will bear it." Ash said: "Perhaps Hanna is fond of me, even might like me a bit, but liking isn’t as omnipotent as you think. In fairy tales, liking can move mountains and overturn fate, level the sea and earth, but in reality, it is useless, and the phantom joy it brings isn’t even comparable to Harvey’s candy."

"Her liking for me might be the liking of a friend, perhaps the liking for a pet, and maybe even a bit of romantic liking, but it’s definitely not a liking that supersedes life. For the Divine Lord’s wish, she would bet her own life as a chip, so what am I in comparison?"

Ash rubbed Liss’s head: "You’ll understand in the future that whether it’s liking or hatred, they are just emotions bred by hormones, phantoms born from life. You can chase and even indulge in these phantoms, but they cannot fill your life; only ideals, living, and meaning can make you grow into an outstanding woman."

For some reason, hearing Ash speak so seriously, Liss felt her nose turn sour, and her vision blurred with a watery haze, as she pouted and said, "Dad, do you really have the right to say such things? You don’t seem to have any ideals yourself."

"As a shallow adult, I’m really sorry for setting a bad example for you." Ash scratched his face awkwardly: "Of course, although I do hope that you will grow up to be an exceptionally beautiful woman, if you end up as ordinary as me, I will be very happy too. Sometimes, to live ’several ordinary decades in the blink of an eye’ like in a story is already a very fortunate thing."

"I will definitely grow up to be a super cute big beauty!" Liss sniffled hard: "But why do you talk as if you won’t see it yourself? The more you talk like this, the more scared I get! If it’s so dangerous, then why don’t you resist the bad woman Hanna, why insist on accompanying her to death?"

"Right, Aunt Bokin and Uncle Harvey would definitely not just go along with it. We should find them, discuss it together, and resist Hanna’s tyranny; freedom belongs to us—"

"They won’t join your conspiracy."

Liss was taken aback: "Why?"

"Because Hanna offered a higher price than freedom." Ash said with a smile: "The Divine Lord’s wish."

"But the Divine Lord’s wish can’t be obtained by only one person—"

"Hanna proposed another possibility." Ash said: "The Divine Lord’s wish surely can’t fulfill everything, so naturally, it must have a ’Wish Capacity.’ As long as our wishes are within this capacity, they can be fulfilled, no matter how many wishes there are."

"Hanna says that although her wish can only be fulfilled by the All-knowing Weaver, it’s not an incredibly grand or significant wish, even almost insignificant. Therefore, if there’s any ’Wish Capacity’ left, she’d be more than happy to realize our wishes."

Liss struggled to find a rebuttal: "But, but these are all just Hanna’s word against nothing, the All-knowing Weaver might not be so easy to talk to, maybe he will only satisfy one of Hanna’s wishes, and then you would all have been busy for nothing!"

"But there’s at least hope, isn’t there?" Ash said with a smile: "Although hope without results is poison, but we... but Igula and Harvey have already lived such lives, how could they resist making a happy dream?"

"Liss, you should know that I, Igula, and Harvey are all homeless foreigners. Sometimes I also think, how hard is it to leave home and live in a strange city? But when I think that the past can only be relished from memory, completely cut off from the more than twenty years of life before, even if our hearts are as cold as iron, our blood is warm."

"When Harvey smoked, he always looked outside; what was he really looking at? When Igula took a bath, what was he really thinking about?"

Liss: "Dad, do you also miss home?"

Ash smiled, held Liss in his arms, and countered: "Do you smell something?"

Liss sniffed hard in his embrace: "The smell of water, clothes, and a little bit of shampoo... Huh? Weren’t we in Joy World all day? When did you wash your hair, Dad?"

"Aiya, being with you group of either cute or pretty people, I have to try hard in terms of my appearance as well, otherwise, I’d fall to the same level as Harvey." Ash shrugged: "So does it smell familiar to you?"

"Yep."

"That is the smell of home."

Liss asked anxiously: "So do you guys want to return home?"

"At least Igula and Harvey don’t want to; after all, some things are better left in memory." Ash said: "Missing home is just proof that we can’t live in peace, so we can only dig up a little bone pathetically from the graveyard of memory like wild dogs to stave off hunger. This is why Igula and Harvey are willing to take a risk with Hanna—they want the power to grasp happiness."

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