Between Your Letter and My Reply

Chapter 130

“When it comes to cooking skills, I was always getting scolded when I lived with you.”

“I scolded you?”

“You wouldn’t even touch the food I made, and it made me sad.”

At Casey’s words, Lilliana chuckled and asked, “What in the world did you learn while traveling the world?”

“I’m good at foreign languages.”

“Then how about working as a freelance translator?”

“No. I don’t like translating what other people are saying.”

Casey drew a firm line, and Lilliana crossed her arms and approached him.

Lilliana closed her eyes for a moment, lost in thought, then said, “But brother, you can’t just laze around and not earn money forever.”

“Why? With Pascal around, why do I have to earn money?”

Lilliana smacked Casey’s back with her hand.

“You can’t just rely entirely on others. You need to build something of your own. And I don’t want you to be unable to do that because of me.”

“It’s not that I haven’t worked before. But there was nothing I liked among the jobs I tried. Besides, I don’t want to do anything right now. It’s not that I can’t because of you; I’m not doing it because I don’t want to.”

Lilliana’s hand moved upwards, and Casey quickly blocked it with his notebook before his back could catch fire again. Lilliana, who had hit the notebook, glared at Casey with a pout, then shifted her gaze to his notebook.

“Come to think of it, what’s with that notebook? You seem to be writing in it often.”

“This? It’s a diary,” Casey said, hiding the notebook behind his back.

“When I started traveling as a child, Father told me to write in it every day. He said it was good for organizing my thoughts.”

“I won’t look. I’m not going to look. I have no interest in reading other people’s diaries.”

Lilliana replied nonchalantly, then suddenly her eyes lit up, and she said to Casey, “Brother, so you’ve been writing in that diary this whole time you’ve been traveling?”

“Yes.”

“So do you still have them?”

“Yes, I do. They’re buried somewhere in my luggage.”

Casey tilted his head as Lilliana’s eyes sparkled.

“Why? Do you need them?”

“I have a good idea for what to do with those diaries…”

“A good idea? I don’t know what it is, but tell me. I’ve kept all my diaries without throwing any away.”

“Really?”

“Yes. All twelve years’ worth. Why do you need my diaries?”

Lilliana replied to Casey’s question in a slightly excited voice.

“You must have seen, heard, and experienced a lot of things while traveling, right? Not just the human world, but things related to mythical creatures too.”

“That’s right.”

“Then I thought it would be interesting to compile those experiences into a book, like an adventure or travelogue.”

“If I write something like that, people won’t believe it; they’ll think it’s all lies.”

“It doesn’t matter if they don’t believe it. We’ll publish it as a fairy tale, not just a travelogue.”

“A fairy tale?”

“Like ‘The Adventures of the Brave Knight Stern,’ we’ll call it ‘Casey Carnell’s Amazing Visit to All Nations’! Well, something like that. We’ll re-edit the things you saw and experienced during your travels into a children’s book. You write the stories, and I’ll draw illustrations for them and compile them into a fairy tale book. There’s definitely a demand for this!”

Lilliana spoke passionately, but Casey looked dubious.

“Come to think of it, you’ve said something similar before.”

“Something similar?”

“You used to love the stories I told you.”

“When was that? During the two years I lost my memories?”

“That’s right. So you told me to compile the stories I told you into a book.”

“What? So my past self already validated this idea. Then do it. You have nothing else to do anyway, brother, so it wouldn’t hurt to try it out.”

Casey blinked.

“Is that a suggestion or an order?”

If she answered “suggestion,” this lazybones would definitely not do anything, so Lilliana said firmly, “It’s an order.”

Casey rolled his eyes and replied, “Fine. I’ll do it.”

Damian, who had been listening to their conversation, checked his pocket watch and said, “More importantly, it’s time to go see Ms. Soliel.”

At Damian’s words, the three left the field and boarded the tram. Casey, sitting next to Lilliana, had been deep in thought.

“But even if you say so, I don’t know how to write a fairy tale.”

Lilliana shrugged and replied, “Start lightly. Pick out the most interesting story.”

“Oh, then should I start with the story about meeting the kraken?”

Lilliana’s eyes sparkled at Casey’s words.

“Kraken? You met a kraken? What happened?”

“You really like that story. You were excited when I told you before too.”

“I told you, I forgot those memories. Tell me again.”

At Lilliana’s expectant voice, Casey began to recount his experiences as if talking about someone else.

Although he didn’t seem to intend it, his words were often witty, and even Damian chuckled as he listened.

“Brother, if you write it just like you told me, it will definitely be a success!”

Lilliana said with conviction, and Casey nodded nonchalantly.

“Since Lily says so, I’ll give it a try.”

While Casey was nodding, the tram arrived at the neighborhood where Soliel’s magic shop was located.

***

When the three arrived, Soliel welcomed them and led them to the tea table. After the golem served tea and snacks, Soliel had Lilliana, Damian, and Casey sit in a circle and leisurely enjoy their tea time.

Damian wondered if this tea time was Soliel’s true intention all along, with the magic request being just an excuse.

“First, here are the jewels you requested.”

Soliel held out two necklaces with jewels.

Lilliana, who was directly exposed to danger, was adorned with a string of jewels, but unlike her, one amulet seemed to be enough to protect Annette and Asher.

While Lilliana was putting them away, Soliel placed the magic stone from the crow golem on the table.

“I analyzed this, and I was able to track the location where this crow was trying to return.”

“Then is Seidel there?” Damian asked.

Soliel slowly shook her head.

“I’m sorry, but Seidel probably won’t return to that place. You captured his golem. He would be prepared for us to analyze the magic stone inside.”

“Then…”

“I’ll still tell you the location. But don’t think about casually going there unprepared. There might be traps.”

Soliel wrote down an address. Damian, receiving it, memorized the address by muttering it to himself. He gestured to Casey, who nodded as if he understood Damian’s intention.

Meanwhile, Soliel turned her attention to Lilliana.

“And about the thing you asked me separately…”

“Yes!”

This was the main issue for Lilliana, so she leaned towards Soliel with sparkling eyes, then straightened her posture. She cleared her throat and said to Casey and Damian, who were looking at her with questioning eyes, “This is my personal business, so you and Damian should step outside for a bit.”

“Step outside?”

Casey raised an eyebrow, signaling his displeasure. But Lilliana waved her hand at Damian and ordered, “I’ll tell you what it is once I’m done talking to Soliel. You two wait outside.”

Damian didn’t particularly want to leave, but since it was Lilliana’s request, he obediently got up from his chair.

“I don’t know what it’s about, but if it’s dangerous, please stop.”

“It’s not dangerous.”

“Really?”

“It’s actually the opposite. I’m not lying.”

“Then it’s fine.”

Reassured by Lilliana’s confirmation, Damian grabbed Casey, who was still glued to his seat, and dragged him outside.

As soon as the two were outside, Lilliana turned back to Soliel.

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