Magical Journey: The Other Shore Blooms on the Other Shore

Chapter 191 The City of Faith, Istchi 9

"What are your plans for the future?" Elena asked the Emnessia sisters at a traveler's rest stop not too far from East.

Compared to travelers like Elena who simply travel because of their love for it, these women have truly left their homes and families behind.

“I don’t know, maybe we’ll find a place to stay. But before that, we might travel around with Avilia,” Emnicia said.

No one mentioned the separation, but everyone knew it was a secret.

Emnicia subconsciously wanted to continue traveling with Elena and the others, but after thinking it over, she realized that she couldn't help them at all and had even received a lot of favors from them, so she was too embarrassed to ask.

People should have some self-awareness. Don't wait until things are beyond repair to recall if you had done things better back then, and the ending wouldn't have been so bad.

Irene's words had already subtly revealed that their time traveling together was coming to an end.

After all, the reason they traveled together in the first place was that they wanted to visit East, and they needed to introduce them to each other.

Whether they actually went sightseeing or not is another matter, but let's just talk about whether he recommended it or not...

"And you, Elena? What are you and Qin planning to do next? Continue traveling?" Emnessia chuckled, seemingly unaffected by the impending separation.

“Yes, let’s keep traveling. There are still so many places we haven’t been to yet,” Elena said.

For example, the headquarters of the Magical Union Association, or other wondrous kingdoms of all sizes and with different customs.

This world is truly vast, seemingly boundless. In the far north lies an endless snowfield, and Qin says Beatrice is located at the very northernmost point. To the west, south, and east, it is surrounded by the sea, and no one knows what lies at the end of the sea.

Some witches have ventured out to sea to explore, but unfortunately, none of them have reached the border or even circumnavigated the entire ocean. As for whether there are other continents on the surface, no one knows.

To travel through all the kingdoms in this central land alone would probably take a lifetime.

Maybe one day I'll get tired and stop traveling.

But that day is still a long way off.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I'll probably travel until I'm thirty before considering settling down.

“Hey, Elena, we’re friends, right?” Emnicia suddenly said.

“No, no, we’re creditor and creditor,” Elena said with a wicked smile.

"How cold-hearted."

"I was just kidding. What do you need?"

“Although I don’t know if we’ll ever meet again, I have a feeling we will,” Amysia said. “If you have the chance, please invite me and my sister to your wedding.”

"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?" Elena didn't want to continue the conversation.

It's still early, it's still early.

I don't want to think about that right now.

Once you're settled down with family and career, the responsibilities of travel diminish your desire to travel.

“I just said there was a chance,” Amysia said. “Oh my, I didn’t expect Elena to be so innocent and shy. Look at Jean, he doesn’t even flinch.”

You know he has facial paralysis.

You haven't seen how terrifying his smile is.

And how am I innocent?

Emnicia smiled without saying a word—and the day passed just like that.

The next morning, Elena discovered that Emnicia and her sister Avilia had already set off, so she left a thank-you note for them.

I briefly thanked Elena again for taking care of me all along.

It seems she didn't really like this farewell scene, so she chose to leave first.

In fact, Elena had considered whether to persuade Emnicia to travel with her—but hesitated after thinking about Jyn's situation.

His situation was unusual; the devil was watching him, and the witch from his hometown was also observing him.

Unless absolutely necessary, they should avoid getting involved with Qin.

And there's something else she's got a little ulterior motive... Three beautiful girls traveling with a grown man—it looks like a harem, doesn't it? She can't accept that...

She finally realized why the innkeepers had looked at Qin strangely when she traveled with Amnesia.

Although he probably doesn't have any feelings about it, I still have to keep an eye on things for him.

I really have to thank my virtuous self.

Elaina and Jean embarked on their journey once more—Elaina retrieved her long-forgotten broom, unleashed flight magic, and soared into the air. This, indeed, was more like the kind of travel a witch should take than a walking tour.

"Is there anywhere you'd like to go next?" Elena asked Qin, who was resting with her eyes closed and not moving.

“Roberta,” Jean said.

"Huh?" Elena stumbled while driving the broom.

Want to come to my house?

Haha... I don't know why, I was just a little surprised. I won't say I was a little nervous... I was just worried that my dad might not be able to control his excitement.

“My hometown is a bit far from here, so I’ll go back on the way,” Elena said.

I have indeed been away from home for quite a while, and I don't know how my parents are doing. It's time to go back for a visit.

"Since we're going back anyway, we might as well take a detour to the headquarters of the Magic Integration Association," Elena muttered to herself.

For some reason, she suddenly had a strong urge to go there. The feeling was indescribable—it was like a sudden, impulsive whim.

Without a second thought, Elena adjusted the direction of the broom, continuing towards her destination.

……

"Sister, don't move around!" Avilia complained. She wasn't very skilled at piloting the broom, and her sister wasn't very good at sitting on the broom either, which resulted in their flying speed being slower than walking.

It's just embarrassing.

"Little sister, I'm a little afraid of heights," Emnicia said, clinging tightly to Avelia's waist. "How about we walk instead?"

"I'll be exhausted." Avelia struggled to maintain her balance on the broom. She was her older sister, and she had to spoil her no matter what. If all else failed, she, with her chronically injured legs from sitting in an office all year, would walk with her sister.

Avelia turned back and glanced one last time at Ister, who was walking further and further away and about to disappear from sight.

The majestic city walls were still faintly visible.

There, he and his sister were imprisoned for more than 20 years.

"Sister, where do you want to go?" Avelia asked.

"Your older sister doesn't know where there's anywhere to stay nearby..."

"Then why didn't you ask Elena and the others for a map in the first place? You just dragged me out here when I was still half asleep!?" Avilia exclaimed. "I thought you'd know when you got back from outside."

"I just forgot," Amysia said a little guilty. She had followed Elena and the others all the way back, so how would she know the way—she even subconsciously thought she knew the way. Subconsciously, she hadn't told herself she needed to get a map.

"Don't tell me it's a side effect of that forgetting magic."

"Hey."

And so, the two white-haired sisters rode their wobbly brooms away on an unknown and unprecedented journey.