"Anyway, I still don't understand why the Ice Flower thinks it needs sunlight and has an extreme aversion to being planted in ice."
"Maybe this Ice Flower has a particularly unique personality," Illiya added with a smile, withholding the truth. He wouldn't look like a fool and tell everyone that this Ice Flower was not a flower at all, but a person.
If it weren't for his own eyes seeing it, he wouldn't have believed it either.
Help, why does the fantasy novel his teacher read come true in real life?
It seemed better to burn those secret novels his teachers kept hidden.
He certainly didn't want to encounter a person who could make up after having their heart and kidneys ripped out.
Illiya took a deep breath, suppressing his bad premonition. He silently prayed to himself: Don't worry, most people in the world are normal. It's unlikely that anyone will meet such a troublesome human or some other kind of race.
