Chapter 468: An Excuse!

"You damn master, seriously, sometimes you should learn to act like a proper person!"

Raven couldn't help but cover its eyes with its wings.

Facing the accusation from his Psychic Ability, Loren, who was in quite a cheerful mood, simply ignored it.

He stretched once more, then lazily leaned back against the pillow behind him, smiling as he glanced back at Raven.

"Stupid bird, keep watch."

"I'm going to check out the Illusionary Night's Dream tavern..."

As his words trailed off, without waiting for Raven's reply, Loren turned his head and fixed his gaze on the "Illusion Dream Ring" adorning his index finger, a piece that looked like a work of art.

He activated his Spiritual Power!

The next moment.

A tiny wisp of Spiritual Power was sent into the deep yellow gemstone of the "Illusion Dream Ring."

As that wisp of Spiritual Power entered the ring, Loren felt the sudden illusion of his body plummeting through empty space!

That sensation of being yanked to a distant place by some mysterious force appeared once again.

It was like traveling through some dark, narrow passage...

Loren's mind followed this illusion of teleportation and returned once more to that unknown spiritual world.

...

The familiar white space.

The boundaries around him still gave off that peculiar illusion of being both infinitely vast and infinitely small.

Loren instinctively opened his eyes.

He raised his hands and looked at them, seeing slender, fair fingers come into view.

At this moment, the form of Loren's Spiritual Phantom had transformed into a male golden-haired elf.

Long, pointed ears, a handsome and gentle face, with smooth golden hair cascading down his back.

He wore a pristine white Mage robe, with a few leaves symbolizing vitality and life embroidered at the cuffs.

A fairly standard image of a Pure-blooded Elf Mage, exuding an aura of nobility and serenity.

Loren manipulated this new form of his Spiritual Phantom, adapting to it for a few seconds before nodding in satisfaction.

Good, even after not being here for so long, this Spiritual Phantom created by the spiritual world still felt smooth and unobstructed.

Still just as fluid, like his own body...

This spiritual world of the Illusionary Night's Dream tavern must exist somewhere in the real Star Realm...

Loren subconsciously speculated, habitually analyzing the true nature of the Illusionary Night's Dream tavern.

Unknown things were always intriguing.

Then,

Having finished adapting, Loren stood calmly at the center of the white space.

He manipulated the elf Mage Spiritual Phantom and sent out a questioning thought:

"Miss Jasmine, are you still here?"

As his thought faded, the white space of unknown size began to vibrate subtly.

A door of light, adorned with star symbols, appeared directly in front of Loren.

The next second, the door of light swung open!

A tiny humanoid sprite with transparent wings gently flew out from within.

She was still wearing that familiar little dress made of flower petals and leaves.

After flying out of the door of light, the miniature sprite, upon seeing Loren's Spiritual Phantom, began happily fluttering around him in circles!

"Mr. Destiny, you came back so quickly!"

"I only waited half a month for you, and you've already returned!"

After excitedly speaking, Miss Jasmine descended onto Loren's shoulder and pressed her chubby little face against his cheek.

"I thought you might be mad at me."

Loren extended his slender finger and gently tapped her little head.

"After all, a whole month has passed in the outside world..."

Hearing Loren's words, Miss Jasmine, sitting on his shoulder, first nuzzled his finger with her head, expressing her affection.

Then, she smiled and explained:

"It's okay. Compared to the other shareholders, you came back here really fast!"

"They usually only return once after I've spent a month or two here."

"As for my master, I haven't seen Them in such a long, long time!"

"The last time I saw Them was at the Shareholder Meeting a long, long time ago!!"

"Leaving me all alone here, They're so bad!"

...

Hearing Miss Jasmine's complaint, Loren nodded thoughtfully.

That founder of the Illusionary Night's Dream tavern only appeared when convening Shareholder Meetings, huh?

Interesting...

Thinking this, Loren sent out a thought:

"Miss Jasmine, how often are the Shareholder Meetings usually held?"

At this simple question from Loren, Miss Jasmine's expression became a bit conflicted.

As if she was struggling over whether to tell Loren...

After a long moment.

It was only then that she seemed to have made up her mind, hesitantly speaking:

"Mr. Destiny, I can... only tell you, okay? You absolutely... must not... tell anyone else!"

Hearing this, a subtle change flickered in Loren's eyes.

"Of course, Miss Jasmine, I promise."

Upon receiving Loren's assurance, Miss Jasmine, sitting on his shoulder, tilted her head and began to recall.

Her legs started swinging gently back and forth as she spoke in a light tone:

"A long time ago, the Shareholder Meeting was held once a year."

"But ever since five years ago, when my master said They were going out to take care of some business and told me to look after this spiritual world, They never came back..."

"And I haven't been able to contact Them..."

"For these five years, I've been distributing the year-end bonuses to the tavern staff in my master's name..."

"As for the Shareholder Meeting, I've been brushing it off with the excuse that 'Master is in a deep slumber and can't be reached'..."

"Luckily, all the shareholders think that for an existence like my master, sleeping for a long time is normal..."

"As for a few who tried to test whether my master was still around, I banned them from entering this spiritual world."

...

After hearing the truth Miss Jasmine had poured out, Loren's eyes narrowed unconsciously.

Huh?!

You're telling me a secret like this???

Naive Miss Jasmine...

Loren felt like he probably shouldn't have learned this secret. This little sprite's trust in him was strangely high.

"Why tell me this? Aren't you afraid it'll cause trouble, Miss Jasmine?"

Hearing Loren's puzzled question, the cute little sprite sitting on his shoulder once again pressed her small face against his cheek and said nonchalantly:

"It's okay. The spiritual world told me you're a trustworthy good person."

"The scent on you is very familiar and pleasant to smell."

Loren: "..."

A good person?!

That's an insult to my character!!

...

Seeing Loren's somewhat strange expression, Miss Jasmine, sitting on his shoulder, flew back into the air and began happily fluttering around him again.

"Alright, Mr. Destiny, let's not talk about these unpleasant things."

"I want to tell you some good news!"

"Just ten days ago, a new shareholder joined a tavern in the Land of the Gods!"

"Guess what race they are~"

Loren, his expression peculiar, looked up at the carefree little sprite in mid-air and gently shook his head:

"I can't guess. What race?"