Chapter 96: Shara's Little Spell

I had intended to take advantage of the crowd gradually dispersing to greet Kasha and discuss my mission, but from a distance, I could see she was already surrounded by a group of people. I imagined they were like me, late and unable to report in time, now eagerly seeking tasks from Kasha. Seeing the continuous flow of people heading towards her, I wisely chose to give up—after all, I could visit Akara tomorrow. Even if I didn't get a mission, with my abilities, I could handle things on my own. Informing them was just a matter of courtesy and respect, as they were the managers of the Rogue Encampment.

The four of us chatted as we walked, and before long, we returned to Lar's house. Aunt Sarah had already come out to greet us. To my surprise, our little angel had also returned. Seeing me from a distance, Shara let out a surprised cry and rushed over like a gust of wind, hugging my arm. Hmm, she used to hang on my neck directly. It seems our little angel is growing up and becoming more reserved. Yes, her body seems to have grown quite a bit. The soft, warm sensation transmitted through her clothes made me rub my nose, and it took some effort to suppress the inappropriate thoughts in my head.

"Big brother, come on, come on..."

As soon as we entered the house and hadn't even sat down, Shara eagerly pulled my arm and led me to the courtyard, saying she wanted to show me the results of her months of practice.

I saw her stand by a tree, lower her head slightly, close her eyes, and place her hands together at her chest. Her angelic face gave her a sacred and untouchable aura. Her cherry lips parted, and she seemed to be reciting some incantations. After a while, her hands, which had been clasped at her chest, gently unfolded, palms facing upward, and her eyes suddenly opened.

A cool breeze blew by...

Uh... Is this the legendary wind magic?

"This... this is an accident, yes... an accident..."

Little Shara pouted in frustration. She had succeeded in the training camp, so why wasn't it working now? She felt embarrassed in front of her beloved big brother. How annoying...

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She continued to clasp her hands at her chest, standing under the lush tree, her white dress dancing in the wind, light and graceful. She continued to murmur the complex incantations, then spread her hands. Unfortunately, apart from the beautiful posture, there seemed to be no effect...

"How... how can this be? It's impossible..."

Shara pouted in defiance, looked at me, and saw the encouraging smile on my face. Her heart warmed, and she tried to calm herself down again, continuing to cast her only spell.

Unfortunately, it seemed the heavens were against her. After trying over a dozen times, not once did she succeed.

Why is this happening? Shara was on the verge of tears, her red eyes brimming with tears, but she stubbornly continued to cast her spell again and again.

When she failed for what seemed like the umpteenth time and was about to cry, a pair of strong, gentle hands suddenly embraced her, pulling her into a warm hug. The gentle, protective feeling made her close her eyes in comfort, her heart filled with peace and warmth. The anger and委屈 instantly dissipated.

"It's okay, I know Shara has been working hard. It took me several years to cast a single spell. Shara is already doing great. Learning magic isn't something that happens overnight, so there's no need to rush."

I gently held Shara in my arms, soothing her—Shara had done well. As a druid skilled in elemental magic, I could clearly sense the active fire elements around her when she chanted. Although she was far from the level of Linya and other wizards, she had only been learning for a few months, and to achieve this much was impressive.

"Come, calm your mind, think of nothing, and don't fear the fire elements. Just believe that they will submit to your will and follow your call. That's all you need to do..."

I gently held Shara's hand. "Come, I'll be right here with you. There's no problem."

Shara's body trembled slightly, she looked up at me with a dazed expression, and after a moment, as if making a decision, she took a deep breath, clasped my hands with her own, and pressed them tightly to her chest, her forehead lightly touching my fist.

Hmm, this pose, how to describe it? It seemed intimate but not quite in that way. It felt gentle and comforting, as if our hearts were merging, a soul-deep protection and embrace that made me feel intoxicated.

Shara began to chant the incantation. Her murmuring voice was almost inaudible, but incredibly, I could clearly feel the incantation as if it were directly transmitted to my heart.

"Omnipresent spirits of fire, listen to my command. Show your power before me, Flame Spell!"

A small flame gently floated in the palms of our hands, seemingly ready to be extinguished by a breeze, but it burned stubbornly, just like Shara's persistent efforts.

"Look, big brother, this is our flame."

Shara lifted her head and smiled at me. Her crimson eyes and pink hair, illuminated by the small flame, looked so serene and beautiful. Her charming smile made me pause, realizing that the little angel before me had truly grown up, her budding femininity, though still innocent, exuded an irresistible allure.

"Hehe, didn't I say you could do it, Shara?"

I was stunned for a moment but quickly recovered. This time, to avoid disappointing Shara, I had subtly helped by gathering the surrounding fire elements. After all, I was a druid skilled in both fire and ice. However, most of the credit still belonged to Shara. As long as she could truly calm her mind, she could do it on her own. The previous failures might have been due to my presence, making her feel more anxious.

"It's almost time for dinner. Let's go back inside, or Aunt Sarah will... " I whispered. Unconsciously, we had been out for nearly an hour. Aunt Sarah's teasing always made me feel like we were doing something illicit. I could handle it, but Shara definitely couldn't.

Seemingly remembering the last time, Shara blushed and lowered her head, obediently following me back into the house. The flame in our palms had long since extinguished, but the fire in our hearts, as long as the bond remained, would never fade.

After dinner, Shara, who had to go to the training camp the next day, reluctantly went to bed early, despite wanting to stay with us. Meanwhile, Lar and the others, who had been apart for nearly three months, had endless topics to discuss. Especially Doug, whose ability to exaggerate seemed to have improved even more. He turned a simple training experience into a grand adventure, like the Journey to the West, and could talk for hours about a single fight with a little demon. If he were in the modern world, he would definitely be a top salesman.

It wasn't until late at night that everyone, still unsatisfied, dispersed. The barbarian brothers and I, as usual, laid out a blanket in the courtyard and fell asleep.

Hmm, why is my nose so itchy? I rubbed my eyes and forced them open. Sweat, it was Shara, the mischievous little girl, squatting in front of me, tickling my nose with a blade of grass. The little devil, if Aunt Sarah weren't watching, I might have really pounced on her and given her a few good spanks on her elastic bottom.

"Big brother, don't be angry."

Seeing me frown, Shara lay on my chest and spoke softly. Her sweet voice instantly calmed my anger. Damn, she's a little devil. If she's like this now, what will she be like when she grows up?

I shook my head helplessly, holding Shara in my arms and sitting up. The sky was just beginning to brighten, and the sun had only just peeked over the horizon.

"Shara, are you going to the training camp so early?" I rubbed my sleepy eyes and asked.

"Ah... I'm running late."

Hearing this, Shara seemed to suddenly remember she had to go to the training camp and quickly jumped up, rushing into the house.

"Such a child who never grows up."

Aunt Sarah laughed lovingly at her hurried figure.

After a quick wash, Shara had already finished breakfast and was ready to leave.

"Shara, wait, I'll take you there. I want to see what the training camp is like."

"Really, that's great."

Hearing this, Shara immediately clung to my arm, delighted.

"Yes, I was always trained by my master, so I've never been to the Rogue Encampment's training camp." I nodded, pulling out the flawless dark version of my background story, with the mysterious master already a subject of everyone's speculation.

"Then, Aunt Sarah, we're leaving now." I called out, and Shara had already pulled me out the door.

"Hey, what's the rush? Don't cause any trouble for your big brother."

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