Encourage him, but never give him too much pressure...
Ronan sometimes feels quite fortunate to have entered the Seventh Magic Rings, Kosti may not be a very good Ring Master or mentor, as she didn’t give much guidance to Ronan in cultivation, but she takes very good "care" of Ronan in other aspects.
Living under her "protection", Ronan feels comfortable and free.
Even now, he doesn’t have much sense of belonging to the Magic Rings, most of his sense of belonging is solely for Kosti.
The brass door lock turns, and Ronan walks into the brightly lit room.
Looking around, everything remains unchanged from when he left.
A faint smell of dust pervades the air, proving that no one had cleaned or entered during his absence.
The soul sealed in the door lock has been stripped away, freeing his ears from the annoying noise, and Ronan is satisfied with everything.
"Come out, Ariety..."
Ronan gently pats the collar of his Magic Robe, and the cautious little Dust Elf girl, Ariety, peeks her tiny head out from the gap in the robe.
She looks curiously at her surroundings, this "new home" of the future.
The Elf girl flutters up from Ronan’s collar, wings beating, stirring up a stream of dust like a trail of grey fireworks.
The accumulated dust in the room all converges toward her, and the air gradually becomes "fresh"... This is the innate talent of Dust Elves, with a Dust Elf present, you will never see even a particle of scattered dust.
Ronan watches Ariety happily playing in this new environment; the "cleaning game" will probably continue for a while.
He raises his finger, and a pile of sticky notes and letters next to the room’s door flies towards him like snowflakes.
Ronan sits down leisurely at the desk facing the window, and starts to go through the letters one by one.
Three years seem to have brought significant changes for him, but for most long-lived wizards, it’s no different than an afternoon nap.
The contents mentioned in the envelopes in front of Ronan are mostly trivial matters, after all, those closely related to him would naturally contact him via Communication Stone, and only those less familiar would leave messages through letters.
Ronan skims through them quickly, unexpectedly finding a note from Orian in the pile of envelopes.
It only contains a few lines, briefly mentioning his departure, ready to head for the Ancient Fairy City.
He and Orian only exchanged a few words and didn’t leave each other communication markings; Orian’s special mention before leaving the Magic Rings is quite surprising to Ronan.
As he continues to read, Ronan finally finds the letter he was looking for—a reply from Qifeng Port.
And another letter that feels stiff to the touch, as if something is inside, the name of the sender on the envelope has faded, but Ronan recognizes it by a small, mottled Golden Tassel flower mark in the corner.
The first letter is from Old Wells, containing three different pieces of content from Old Wells, Little Cheryl, and Vinicia.
The three sent one letter together, probably to save money.
The letter paper must have been treated with a special Potion, it remains brand new even after several years and even feels slightly damp to touch, as if you can still smell the sea breeze not yet fully dispersed.
Old Wells greets Ronan in the letter and briefly talks about their situation in Qifeng Port.
The environment in Qifeng Port is more peaceful compared to the former Hoddam Academy, and thanks to the abundant resources provided by the sea, the wizards living here have a much more comfortable life than those in Hoddam Wizarding Land.
Old Wells says he used the Magic Stone that Ronan gave him together with his own savings and opened a small Potion shop in Qifeng Port, mainly catering to lower-level Wizard Apprentices; Cheryl and Vinicia both help in the shop, and life is quite good.
He specially mentions that Cheryl has officially become a Level 1 Wizard Apprentice, showing considerable talent in Pharmacy studies, which fills him with pride.
Among the trio’s letters, Cheryl’s contains the most words; she virtually reports every detail of her life to Ronan with childlike innocence and romanticism, making Ronan occasionally crack a knowing smile.
Cheryl also spends a lot of time in the letter emphasizing how much Vinicia misses him, hoping he can come soon so the four of them can live together like a family, as they used to in Hoddam, and emphatically mentions that if he comes, he will be "greatly surprised" and receive a wonderful surprise, and so on.
Ronan flips to the last page of the letter where Vinicia’s part contains only a few lines, polite and courteous, like a greeting between ordinary friends...
In Ronan’s mind subconsciously appears the figure of a girl with long braids, shy and timid, stirring faint ripples in his heart, but they quickly subside.
He picks up another letter, from Count Damien’s Domain.
Considering his journey through the Southern region, experiencing life and death situations until now, and still not breaking ties with his worldly hometown, it’s something of a miracle.
Opening the envelope, a snow-white, gold-embossed card immediately falls out.
Ronan picks it up, to his astonishment, it is an engagement party invitation, with "Li’er" and another unfamiliar name on it.