Chapter 540: Ripening Green Liquid

"There are still quite a few supplies left in the half-plane. Before I rest, I will use all the remaining Divine Arts to perform the Water Conjuring Spell, just in case," Alamir said with a slightly shy smile, "Wait a moment, I'll be right back."

The Elf Priest flashed and disappeared into the entrance of the half-plane, while Lancelot suddenly felt someone gently pulling at his wings. He turned his head and saw that it was young Isha trying to get his attention, looking at him timidly.

"Brother Lancelot, um, Sister Tijana asked me to remind you..." the little Vampire said in a voice barely louder than a mosquito's, "if you're done using it, remember to take off the Transformation Ring."

"Ah yes, of course!" Lancelot inexplicably felt a pang of guilt and hurriedly took off the ring, reverting back to his Human Knight form, "I was completely unaware that I was still in my transformed state. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have completely forgotten..."