What do you mean by "this is a dating game"?

Chapter 45 The Spell Only He Knows

Fox opened the box, revealing a pair of silver-white rings.

The silver wedding rings are exquisitely crafted, with a star-crystal plating on the surface, giving them a soft and warm luster.

Oz had a sudden thought.

Magic swept across, grasped the small box, and flew into the canvas, miraculously leaping over the windowpane in the painting and landing in her hand.

Slender fingers cradled the box, while bright red eyes gazed intently at the wedding rings.

There are no rigid geometric shapes; the lines mimic the flow of water, creating a seamless whole.

The wedding rings are forged from mithril and are filled with a flowing sense of life, like a growing vine.

This is the work of an elven craftsman.

Moreover, most of them are master-level elf craftsmen.

"...Huh?"

Oz quickly noticed a string of incomplete symbols on the inner rings of the two rings; they looked like words, but not quite.

After observing for a while, she realized the key point.

When the two rings are put together, the incomplete symbols fit together to form several words.

A few Elvish words.

Oz is a great witch with extensive knowledge, but Elvish is not her comfort zone, and she cannot understand it.

But it's okay.

She walked to the bookshelf, tiptoed, and pulled out a thick dictionary, the Elf Language Encyclopedia.

She compared the words on the ring, looking up the corresponding first letter, flipping through them one by one—

"……snort."

Then, he chuckled softly.

These Elvish words mean: "chocolate ganache", "coffee cream filling", and "almond cake".

If someone else were to do this, they would simply find the meaning unclear.

What's going on?

Who's a kind soul who engraves this on their ring?

But Oz immediately understood its meaning.

They also knew that Fox was not lying.

These rings must have been custom-made by Sieg, and... one of them is most likely to be a gift for her.

Chocolate ganache, coffee cream filling, almond cake.

Combining these three things creates Oz's favorite dessert—

Opera cake.

It is likely that there is no word for "opera cake" in Elvish.

The craftsman had no choice but to clumsily engrave the ingredient list onto it.

Awkward like Sieg.

These rings were so uniquely Sieg's style that Oz was mesmerized, and Sieg's smiling face inexplicably appeared before her eyes.

in case……

If he were to hold those rings in front of him, he would definitely, definitely, show that kind of smile.

Inside the study.

Fox and Walker were stunned when they heard her laughter.

They exchanged a glance, unsure of what had happened.

Lord Oz, why are you laughing?

Walker.

"Ah... I'm here."

Walker wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Lord Oz seemed to be in a much better mood.

"Get out."

"Ah? Yes, yes."

That's strange.

Am I mistaken?

Walker, puzzled, obediently went out of the room and waited outside.

Oz asked, "Fox, why are these rings on your hands?"

Fox's expression turned serious: "When you left Blackscale City, Brother Sieg secretly found me and gave me a receipt. He told me that a month later, I could use that receipt to collect a pair of rings from the Adventurers' Guild. This is the pair."

Oz remained silent.

Fox continued, "Brother Sieg asked me to keep the rings safe. He told me he would be returning to Blackscale City in six months to two or three years. All these years, I've kept the rings in a safe. I only started wearing them after you came to Blackscale City, thinking I'd find an opportunity to give them to you."

Is that so?

Oz remained silent.

Fox took a deep breath: "Lord Oz, I don't know what happened between you and Brother Sig... I wonder if there's some misunderstanding? Why would you want to kill Brother Sig?"

"Who told you I was going to kill him?"

Oz exclaimed in surprise.

Fox blinked and pointed outside the door: "Walker told me."

"...Walker, come in!"

Oz shouted, and the door immediately opened.

Walker stood in the doorway and asked, "Lord Oz, you wanted to see me?"

Oz was speechless.

What exactly is going on?

She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "When did I tell you I was going to kill Sieg?"

Walker glanced at Fox: "You didn't say that. This is my reasoning based on clues, and there may be some slight errors."

"Stop reasoning. Your IQ isn't much higher than a Border Collie's."

"...Please forgive me for not accepting this assessment, Lord Oz. In my opinion, my intelligence is above average."

You're completely wrong!

"I'm very sorry... it was my oversight."

Although he didn't know what was going on, Walker keenly realized that he had probably messed up the Sieg thing.

It's okay if Lord Oz scolds me a few times.

As long as I don't get expelled, that's fine.

Working under this giant of the spellcasting world means learning something new every moment.

He lowered his head and said, "I shouldn't have presumptuously speculated about your relationship with Sieg. Please forgive me."

"...I have nothing to do with Sieg. Now, get out."

"Yes."

This is really inexplicable!

Walker was completely bewildered. He went out of the room again and waited quietly at the door.

……

……

Fox completely relaxed.

What?

He knew exactly how Sieg and Lord Oz could have gotten to the point of resorting to knives and guns.

Only then did he realize that his vest was soaked with cold sweat.

His legs were trembling uncontrollably, and for a moment, he really thought he was going to die here.

A false alarm!

Having ascertained Oz's basic attitude, he no longer concealed anything: "Lord Oz, there's something I... I don't know if I should say it."

"Then don't say it. I hate it when people talk like that."

call out--

A dark shadow flew out of the canvas!

Fox instinctively reached out and caught them; they were the rings. Oz returned them to Fox.

She cut to the chase and asked, "When do you plan to give these rings to Sieg?"

"...As soon as possible! I'll find a chance to return them to Brother Sig immediately."

Oz scoffed. "Fox, you're so loyal, daring to lie to me to protect your good brother. I'd like to know when you plan to tell your brother Sieg everything that happened in this study?"

Sweat poured down my face!

Fawkes straightened his back: "Lord Oz, I swear to the Holy Spirit! I will not reveal to anyone what happened in this room! Otherwise, may I, Fawkes the lucky one, perish in the Flinthouse and never ascend to Heaven!"

"You had better keep your promise, or I will personally detain your soul."

"..."

Is it the curse of the Great Witch?

Wow, that's heavy!

Oz added, "Go back. Remember, don't tell Sieg I'm looking for him."

"clear!"

Fox put the ring away and asked, "Lord Oz, do you think I should find an opportunity to bring Brother Sig along?"

"No. Sieg has legs. If he wants to come, he will; if he doesn't want to come... I don't care."

What a powerful resentment! Ha!

Fox said no more, bowed goodbye, and walked out the door.

Walker stood in the doorway, looking at Fox, unable to hide his curiosity: "Commander Fox, are you leaving? Let me see you off!"

Who exactly is this Sieg?

We must get to the bottom of this today. If Fox doesn't tell us, we'll throw him into the sea to feed the fish!

"Don't you have anything to do, Walker?"

however.

Oz's voice rang out from the study. She sneered and said, "If you're so free, go copy runes. That will do you good. Life alchemy is such a simple thing, and you still haven't grasped the knack."

Walker stood at attention.

Oz added, "As for you, Fox, when you get back, send someone over with a cake. An opera cake, you know what I mean, I'm kind of craving one."

Fox nodded: "Understood! I'll call Old John for you when I get back. He asked me about you and Brother Sieg when I went to his shop to buy bread the other day."