In his eyes, such a powerful spirit in the hands of Kane and the others was like a toy, able to be trampled at will.
Now he had a rather straightforward impression of Kane and their strength.
"Co, izike, he’s all yours. You should be quite interested in him."
Kane said, dissipating the transparent barrier, and a fist-sized transparent bubble appeared in his hand.
Before the Spirit Communication Flower could dissipate, it was absorbed, turning into a fist-sized glass ball.
Holding it in his hand, he passed it to izike beside him.
izike accepted it without hesitation, nodding to Kane, and took the Sealing Bubble from Kane’s hand.
"This thing might allow to concoct a very interesting potion."
Clearly, he was indeed very interested in this item.
At this point, Kane turned around and looked at Umberto.
"What do you think? If we take this spirit away directly, won’t the pollen within that child gradually disappear as it’s used?"
Umberto nodded, obviously agreeing with Kane’s thod.
Resolving the problem right at its source.
"Since there’s no issue, let’s head back."
Umberto nodded again, and everyone proceeded to leave the cave directly, heading back toward the village.
Under Kane’s guidance, the matter was handled so effortlessly.
It didn’t take long, and they returned to the village chief’s house under the cover of night.
Knock, knock, knock.
With the crisp sound of knocking on the door.
The village chief’s old wife opened the door, seeming a bit surprised to see Umberto outside.
"Was it found?"
Umberto shook his head: "It’s been resolved, your grandson will be safe from now on."
The cloudiness in the old woman’s eyes visibly retreated.
She stepped forward a few steps, grasping Umberto tightly and shaking him vigorously.
"Thank you, thank you, you truly are a trustworthy person."
"Co in, co in."
She moved aside, and Umberto, not hesitating, still needed to wrap things up.
Once inside, they saw Harry sitting in the corner of the room, holding a wooden stick, casually waving it on the ground.
As if using it as a paintbrush.
He looked up upon hearing the noise, seeing Umberto, smiled, and then again smiled at Kane and the others.
"Hee-hee!"
Lilu seed to grin exaggeratedly at him.
"Ha ha ha!"
Successfully making Harry burst into laughter.
"What’s amusing, Harry, laughing so happily?"
The old lady entered from the doorway, casually questioning as she heard Harry’s laughter.
"Nothing, Grandma," Harry’s voice was slightly flustered, eyes glancing sideways at Kane and the others.
At this mont, Umberto strode over, crouching in front of Harry, taking his hands once again to carefully examine them.
As if confirming sothing, Umberto nodded.
"The problem has been solved, if you just paint once more, you’ll be like ordinary people."
Hearing Umberto’s words, Harry stared with surprise: "So I can paint to my heart’s content?"
Umberto nodded.
"You still need to paint one last ti, only this final painting can beco reality, so cherish this last opportunity greatly."
Having said so, he stood up and tapped Harry on the head.
Picked up the wooden box placed nearby, shouldered it, and prepared to leave.
Seeing that Umberto was about to depart, the old woman quickly got up and asked: "Leaving so soon? Won’t you stay for the night?"
"No need."
Umberto smiled.
At this mont, he felt his hand being grabbed by Harry, turned to look at him, and asked sowhat puzzled:
"What’s the matter?"
Harry seed sowhat tense but still spoke up: "I... I can sense what you need. I want to paint it... with this last, final opportunity."
Without waiting for Umberto to refuse, he ran upstairs directly.
Harry’s grandma spoke up from beside: "Accept it, this is the child’s gift, it’s a fitting ending."
Hearing these words, Umberto considered, then nodded, not refusing further.
Soon, the sound of footsteps ca from upstairs.
Harry ca running down from above, carrying a paintbrush and painting board.
It could be seen that he preserved these two items very well.
"Wait a mont."
Saying so, he placed the painting board on the table, picked up the brush, and began to paint.
In the eyes of Kane and the others, blue specks of light, like the pollen previously scattered from the Spirit Communication Flower, emanated from his hand.
This pollen coursed along his arm into the paintbrush, staining it with oil paint.
The blank brush sketched out colorful streaks.
Harry painted exceptionally well, it seed painting was his true talent.
A blue fruit appeared on the canvas, becoming vivid and lifelike, and when the last stroke was added, it transford into reality.
At this mont, Harry seed to realize sothing, put down the brush, and turned around.
Kane and the others’ figures, in his eyes, were gradually disappearing.
The glowing creatures that were once all over his room also faded away.
Along with the pollen emanating, the magic power within him was slowly settling down.
At this mont, his expression appeared sowhat downcast.
But suddenly, Lilulu’s figure appeared directly.
"Hehe, boys shouldn’t cry so easily."
"Mm, mm!"
Harry joyfully wiped the tears from his eyes.
The granny beside him looked at the suddenly appearing Lilulu, her eyes wide open.
The main reason is that Lilulu’s appearance really resembles a creature from a dream.
Lilulu waved her magic wand at Harry.
Colorful teors reflected on Harry’s forehead, and a colorful five-pointed star appeared on his skin, then vanished.
"Goodbye!"
Lilulu waved her hand at Harry and then disappeared from his view.
Harry also waved goodbye, then quickly took the fruit drawn on the board and handed it to Umberto.
"Thank you, this is for you."
Umberto took the fruit, looked at it twice, found he didn’t recognize it, and then tucked it into his pocket.
Turning his head, he gazed into the granny’s eyes.
"She is a deity, she blessed Harry, don’t worry."
The granny nodded quickly, she now trusts Umberto highly and easily believed his words.
"Then I will take my leave."
Umberto said no more, pushed open the door, and walked out, slowly disappearing into the night.
"Goodbye, Uncle Umberto!"
Harry stood at the door, waving his arm with strength at Umberto’s back.
Longbei walked beside Umberto and couldn’t help but say, "Actually, I think he should call you grandpa, that might be more accurate."
Umberto turned his head and stared at Longbei, as if seeing him for the first ti.
He nodded, "You’re right."
"Lilulu, was what you just gave that child your blessing?" Kane asked beside her.
He felt it was sowhat similar to a blessing’s effect, so he asked curiously.
Lilulu nodded, waved her magic wand, and then threw it into the space equipnt.
"Fairy tale blessing, it will slowly alter his constitution, enabling him to learn and use fairy tale magic."
"It’s a nice blessing, you seem to be getting more skillful at blessings."
"Humph!" Lilulu stood with hands on her hips.
At this mont, Umberto, walking beside them, reached into his pocket, took out the blue fruit that Harry had drawn for him.
"What’s this thing? Didn’t that child say he felt you might need it?" Longbei asked curiously beside him.
Umberto looked at the fruit in his hand, shook his head.
"It’s familiar, but I can’t rember where I’ve seen it, it should be a very important item."
Kane turned his head to glance at the blue fruit, a glint of gold flashing in his eyes.
"It has rules attached, it should be a very valuable item, you need to keep it safe."
Hearing Kane’s words, Umberto turned his head and looked, then looked again at the blue fruit in his hand, nodding.
He squatted down on the spot, opened the wooden box on his back, above it were layer upon layer of densely packed storage compartnts.
He opened one of its hidden compartnts, and carefully placed the blue fruit inside.
Only then did he feel at ease, and secure it on his back.
Kane could feel that the wooden box on his back changed into a rather advanced piece of equipnt the mont he opened it.
This was quite interesting.
Looking at Umberto starting to walk forward again, Kane asked:
"Now where does your intuition tell you to go?"
Umberto pointed ahead, to another path through the village.
"This is where I am needed, I can feel it, the next place is where I need to go."
"Are they still alternating? How does this intuition co about? It seems quite interesting."
Hearing Umberto’s words, Kane curiously asked.
As they talked, their steps didn’t slow down; they continued moving forward.
With Kane’s light illuminating the way, they prepared to walk a distance through the night.
Doing as they pleased.
And Umberto began to speak of where his intuition ca from.
"Around when I was 18 years old, the second year after the world shattered, that year, I reached adulthood."
His expression clearly showed a look of reminiscence.
"From the age of 5, I followed my teacher to learn how to beco a spirit doctor, at 18, the year I reached adulthood, I officially graduated."
"The first thing after graduating was to host a spirit, and the reason my teacher took as a student was because I could host this spirit."
At this point, he rubbed his brow, with his rubbing, a glimr appeared in his brow.
Lighting his skin sowhat transparently, even seeing the skull through the translucent skin.
Through the light at his brow, Kane saw the spirit inside his skull, a crescent-shaped object like a thumbnail.
It looked sowhat like a crystal embedded in the brow.
"After hosting this spirit, I lost my sense of direction, but through complex training during learning, it will forever lead to the right direction."
"Separately are places that need , and those I need."
"The only thing I can discern is whether the direction I’m headed is where I’m needed or where I need to be. It’s not an alternate process, but random.
Sotis it even changes halfway."
After hearing Umberto’s story once more.
Kane couldn’t help but sigh again.
These spirits are so interesting.
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