Pale blue knowledge

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.
"Is there magic in this world?"
Facing Bailuo's question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, "No."
"But there are miracles."
"What are miracles?"
"A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit."
The uncle said, "Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder."
"Magic!"
Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, "This is definitely magic!"
"No."
His uncle said, "These are truly miracles."
Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, "This is a miracle..."

A rare magical miracle in the world

Ina sat at the Witch's table, surrounded by young girls from the Yatun Clan who were close to her age—all little ones.


Ina looked at Sefini beside her, who gave her a faint glance and then ignored her.


Feeling snubbed by Sefini and slightly heartbroken, Ina was overjoyed by Little Helen's voice, "Hello, I am Ina."


"Can you tell Little Helen what it's like outside?"


Bailuo had gone to pick up Isefia, and now was the time for waiting where everyone was free to socialize.


On the other side, Bailuo stood in front of the castle, at the door of the Queen's room.


Bailuo could open it, but before the wedding was completed, he would maintain a respectful distance from her as much as possible, and not be overly impolite.


Chapter 129: Mini Parade (Seeking Recommendation Tickets) _3