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At night, the streets of the Silver Moon Kingdom still buzzed with the festive atmosphere, oblivious to the chaos that had unfolded at the center of the celebration. Mengdie, not daring to take Nia back to their hut, hid in a dark corner of an alley, warily watching the passersby and pondering their next move.

"Mengdie sister... What are we going to do next? Will Aya sister... will she be okay?"

Nia, huddled in Mengdie's embrace, looked up with hopeful eyes at her only source of support. Mengdie, smelling the citrus scent from her hair, smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry. I've been used to being chased since before I turned eighteen. It's almost like a daily routine for me."

"Before... eighteen?" Nia looked at Mengdie with a slightly puzzled expression.

"Ah... Well... it's kind of a feeling, I guess. Haha, hahaha..." Mengdie quickly covered up.

"Then why isn't sixteen-year-old Mengdie sister being chased after turning eighteen?"

Mengdie found this question difficult to answer. Should she tell this girl that after turning eighteen, she became invulnerable to weapons and fire, and even poison couldn't harm her? Who would believe that? Seeing her own wounds, even Mengdie herself had doubts.

"Don't worry. Your sister isn't a member of the Black Flame Snake, right? They'll release her once they verify everything."

Obviously, Mengdie's words were meant to comfort. Looking at the patrolling soldiers on the road, how could they just release her sister? Now, her only goal was to retrieve her necklace. Only with power could one have a say!

As the night deepened, even the festival drew to a close. The streets became less crowded, and the fireworks in the sky concluded. With the dimming lights, the noisy royal city finally quieted down...

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"Rustle rustle..."

The sounds of unknown insects began their musical evening in the alley. Listening to these natural sounds, Mengdie's heart gradually calmed. She patted Nia, and they moved deeper into the alley.

"Mengdie sister... does your wound still hurt?" Nia's eyes reflected the moonlight as she listened to the insects.

Mengdie shook her head gently, reassuringly saying she was fine. In reality, her body was so weak she could hardly move a finger. While the wounds didn't hurt anymore, the muscle cramps from overexertion weren't something that would go away quickly.

"Don't worry. You know, no matter what injuries I get, as long as I sleep, my body slowly recovers, right? Give me two or three days. Once my strength is back, I'll go to the royal city to inquire about your sister."

"Why two or three days???"

Mengdie was speechless. Her wounds might heal overnight, but her muscular soreness was no different from a normal human body. After such a tumultuous night and four battles, her soreness was even worse than after fighting Veba. Two or three days for recovery was already an "optimistic" estimate.

"Alright, let's sleep."

Mengdie gently patted Nia, covered her with her cloak, and let her lean on her shoulder. On Earth, she had no family, and after her master passed away, she left the Buddhist temple to travel the world. Although many had relied on her during that time, she had never been the sole emotional support for a little girl like now.

Nia nodded off to sleep leaning on Mengdie. Mengdie patted her shoulder until she was fully asleep, then smiled softly, gazing at the three moons in the sky, sighed, and closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep...

Under the cold moonlight, the dark city sank into its deepest slumber. The wounds on the girl's skin visibly healed slowly, and her pale face from blood loss gradually regained its color.

What did she dream about?

Regardless of her dreams, from her sleep talk of "Yes... fight like this... here... use joint locks... haha..." it was clear she wasn't dreaming of flowers or dressing up. All the things women were supposed to dream about had nothing to do with her...

"Mengdie sister! Mengdie sister, wake up!"

Mengdie, absorbed in her dream studies of martial arts, was pushed awake by Aya and immediately opened her eyes, standing up! Her eyes warily scanned the surroundings, ready for battle. Nia's urgent call must mean an enemy attack, right?

"Mengdie sister, look, look!"

On the contrary. Mengdie followed Nia's excited little face and saw a fiery red butterfly perched on her finger, gently flapping its wings.

"Mengdie sister, look, it's so cute. Why doesn't it fly away?"

Nia was curious, but Mengdie had no time to answer. She observed the butterfly and soon determined it wasn't a biological creature but a magical one, like the glowing green bird that had perched on her hand hours ago.

"Where did this butterfly come from?" Mengdie asked seriously.

"It just flew over from the street... Ah!"

In a moment, the fiery red butterfly dispersed like smoke. Nia tried to catch the fading red lights, her eyes showing loss.

"Sister..." Watching the light disappear from her hand, Nia's expression, once slightly cheerful, sank again.

Mengdie didn't have time to comfort her, as they needed to act. After thinking, Mengdie quietly moved to the alley's exit and peeked out to the street.

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