After transforming flesh into a treehouse, she needs to constantly consu a large amount of energy; only with sufficient energy can she maintain this form.
Svanni had long abandoned the inefficient thod of "eating als" for acquiring energy, opting for a more efficient way.
The treehouse was transford into a structure best suited for absorbing external magic power, creating a self-sustaining system — occasionally sneaking so extra magic power from the sealing array.
If not for Herbert’s appearance, her "electricity theft" behavior would have continued.
Strictly speaking, at this mont, Svanni operating this flesh avatar doesn’t require the outdated act of eating.
As Svanni’s most prized flesh creation, it is similar in structure to the treehouse, needing only nutrients and magic power for its activities to continue functioning.
But now, Svanni suddenly felt hungry.
Moreover, not only this flesh avatar before her but her original body and all avatars felt hunger.
Gulp.
She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, licked her lips, and looked intently at the piece of at that Valentina was biting into.
The at that was originally mundane beca extraordinarily tempting in Valentina’s hands, appearing delicious.
"Miss Valentina."
"Mm?"
Valentina, with food in her mouth, continued eating and slightly tilted her head, puzzled, looking at Svanni.
What?
Not letting continue eating?
Worrying about that, her hands moved slightly faster, trying to eat more while she still could.
Who says Valentina isn’t smart?
When it cos to matters of eating, her little cleverness has always been plentiful.
Zoom, zoom, zoom!
While Valentina was munching, after so hesitation, Svanni decided to formally face her true feelings.
She looked at Valentina and said seriously, "Could you share a bit of that at with ?"
"Hmm!?"
Valentina’s actions completely stopped, she tilted her head oddly and swallowed the food in her mouth.
Gulp.
"Burp... why are you asking ? Isn’t this your nest?"
Valentina expressed her confusion.
This isn’t your territory? Why ask ?
If you want to eat, go ahead!
But Svanni shook her head, staring fixedly at the piece of at in Valentina’s hand, with a sowhat strange expression, she said, "No, I just want the one in your hand."
Must be this piece?
Hm?
Valentina was even more puzzled, feeling sothing was not quite right.
Why’s that?
’Give it to her.’
"The Sage" ignored Valentina’s question and provided a strategy.
Don’t ask much, just give it to her, and that’s it.
"Okay."
Crunch.
After smoothly finding food through the "Sage," Valentina’s trust in another self in her mind skyrocketed.
At that mont, without any suspicion, she directly tore the at in her hand into two pieces, giving the smaller piece to Svanni.
"Here."
Of course, even the smaller piece was several kilograms heavy, heavily placed in Svanni’s palm.
Svanni looked at the freshly severed piece of at, hesitated a bit, and awkwardly opened her mouth to bite it.
Clumsily using her teeth, she bit off a piece with effort and slowly chewed it in her mouth.
This feeling was very peculiar.
She unexpectedly produced a special sensation, as if she was chewing for the first ti in her life.
Feeling the muscle fibers were bitten through in her mouth, tasting buds gradually awakened...
Gradually, after repeated attempts, Svanni gradually recalled how to chew, how to more easily break down food.
Is it tasty?
Not necessarily particularly delicious.
But at that mont, she felt a long-lost sense of being alive.
Those feelings that she had almost forgotten rushed back into her heart.
She... was alive, truly alive.
Able to breathe, able to chew, not a silent great tree.
After chewing the chunk for quite a while, Svanni swallowed it, exhaling deeply.
"Whew..."
While Svanni closed her eyes in contemplation, Valentina had stopped, curiously watching her, and asked:
"Is it tasty?"
"...Tasty."
Svanni opened her eyes, slightly curled her lips, and sowhat awkwardly smiled and nodded: "Very delicious."
Not only was the food delicious, but the feeling of still being alive was truly wonderful.
Valentina, seeing the expression on Svanni’s face, also smiled, nodding with understanding.
Understood.
I understand!
Being able to eat one’s fill is indeed very blissful!
Valentina wanted to continue eating but paused and unexpectedly asked, "By the way, Svanni, do you want to be my friend?"
"Friend?"
Svanni froze for a mont, not understanding.
While Miss Hungry Dragon attentively observed the other’s reaction, she secretly thought — if she becos my friend, maybe she would give more food?
"Uh... is that not okay?"
"Sorry, it’s not that it isn’t, I’m just... surprised."
Svanni’s lips tugged slightly, not knowing what to say, she softly said: "All these years, no one has wanted to be my friend."
"Eh?"
Valentina expressed significant surprise, curiously asked, "Even Herbert doesn’t? I thought he would love to make friends with you."
Him?
Svanni thought about her interaction with Herbert, gently shook her head without explaining much.
Their relationship was sowhat peculiar, outwardly friendly but inwardly distant, both had their own sches.
Friends? Not quite there yet.
"It’s strange; you look quite nice, your personality isn’t bad, he shouldn’t hate you."
Valentina, unwilling to give up, circled Svanni, muttering: "Could my intuition be wrong?"
"...Haha, maybe that’s the case."
Svanni didn’t want to dwell on the topic, she instead said: "Speaking of which, you haven’t told about your relationship with him."
"Are you willing to tell ?"
!!!
Valentina blinked, sowhat uncomfortable, wiggling a bit, shyly said: "Um, him and I, uh, this..."
Oh dear.
Why did she ask ?
’If you don’t want to answer, you can leave.’
Leave?
Valentina looked at the chunk of at in her hand and at the remaining half of the food, she fell into deep consideration.
Leave?
But then the food would...
Miss Hungry Dragon hesitated for a mont, in the end she closed her eyes and heart, decided to sacrifice her sha for food!
"What do you want to ask?"
Svanni looked at Valentina, raising her eyebrows slightly, chuckled: "Haha, don’t be nervous, just tell how you guys beca acquainted."
You’re asking how we beca acquainted?
Valentina hesitated for a mont, gradually said: "Uh, at first, he said he wanted to be friends with ..."
...
...
Outside the Elda Territory.
Herbert was ready to return to the Monastery, to check if the Haki Dragon he bred was starving.
However, before leaving, he had one last thing to do—greet a friend who had been secretly watching his territory very kindly.
To express his sincerity, he didn’t bring along two legendary forces but chose to go alone, only accompanied by so Ghost Wolves walking into the mist.
After quietly walking half a day, his steps finally stopped before an exceptionally thick large tree.
Herbert looked at the giant tree before him, slowly speaking: "So, even until this mont, I showed such sincerity, do you still refuse to reveal yourself?"
"If you are willing to communicate with now, we might have an opportunity to beco friends."
"But if you keep hiding like this, then we might have to beco enemies."
He squinted, silently feeling the seemingly empty yet occupied space before the giant tree, slightly curling the corner of his lips.
"If you continue to remain silent, then don’t bla my thods for getting rough."
"Finally giving you ten seconds to consider, ten..."
And just as Herbert was about to start counting down, a faint noise ca from that open space.
Click.
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