I couldn't help but notice a fun and lovely sight as I carefully lifted her and positioned her in the carriage. Sera's cheeks had swollen out, as if she were concealing a couple of dumplings within them. Her cheeks were irresistibly cute, and a sly notion crossed his mind.
I was tempted to poke her inflated cheek, just to see how she would respond. It was a spontaneous reaction to the adorableness of the situation. However, I rapidly recognized that I was on a dangerous path—a flaw that is common to all men and a powerful tool wielded by women—the allure of charm.
I couldn't help but notice Sera's eyes had a hidden shimmer to them, a clear indicator of emotion without tears. Her vulnerability touched my heart, and I couldn't help but want to console her.
I crouched in front of her, my hand stretching to cup her smoother-than-milk, softer-than-cake cheek. The impulse to playfully nibble her cheek passed through my mind, but I quickly corrected myself. I needed to concentrate and be there for Sera.
I regained my calm and asked, "Sera, what happened?" in a pleasant and sympathetic tone. Why do you have this expression on your face? "Did I hurt you by lifting you?" My worry was real, and I wanted to reassure her, make her feel better, and see if there had been any discomfort.
Hearing my question, she opened her puffed mouth and added, "Not that you did anything wrong by lifting in the carriage, but I feel bad about it because my body is short and I can't even climb in the carriage." Her look shows that she is self-conscious about her height.
"It's not that Mother Sera, everyone has weaknesses and strangeness; like your strengths lie in your magic and growing rare fruits and plants, I know you're a smart woman who works hard." As I keep pricing her, her expression gradually returns to normal.
And a joyful smile formed on her lips as she saw her return to normal. "Heheheheh, don't price me like that." I take a deep breath and grin at how small not just her body but also her heart is.
When Mother Sera laughed in shame, both of my sisters and my golden-haired mother entered the carriage.
Mother looked at us as we sat on the wooden floor and said, "OK, now, I've already fed Windbull some fruit, so we're ready to go."
Hearing this, I looked at her with wide eyes and exclaimed, "Mother, why did you feed him regular fruit instead of dragon fruits?"
When she received my question, she looked at me and remarked, "Oh! You may not realize it, but we had to cross a forest before we could get to the main road that would take us directly to the royal city, and during that time I would feed dragon fruit." In response to my queries, she looked out the carriage window at Windbull and said, "OK, we're ready to go.
"Eeekkkkk" Windbull made a sound that appeared to indicate its comprehension of my mother's remarks. This creature was smarter and more communicative than I had thought.
While I was still perplexed by Windbull's response, it took a proactive approach. The enormous Windbull took up position in front of the carriage, as if acting as a bodyguard.
My eyes widened in surprise when a strange appendage appeared from behind the windbull. It was a long tail that, to my surprise, resembled a rope in appearance.
This strange tail skillfully coiled around our carriage as it wrapped its way toward us.
I watched a very amazing achievement as the windbull's tail curled around our carriage. The carriage was beautifully raised into the air and secured on top of the windbull's huge shell by that same tail.
As I watched this remarkable turn of events, my pulse raced. The carriage sitting on the windbull's shell was something I had never seen before. I couldn't help but look at my mother, filled with admiration and concern.
"Why did Windbull put us on top of his shell, Mother?" Will we tumble out of his shell if he sprints like this?" I inquired, my voice conveying my surprise and concern.
"No, you don't have to worry about anything; Windbull will not let us fall from his shell" . As my mother's words set in, I felt a flood of reassurance sweep over me. The windbull seemed to have a plan to keep us safe. Just as she was about to finish speaking, I noticed the Windbull utilizing its tail to tightly bind the carriage and itself together, much like a car safety belt.
The sensation of being tightly secured on top of the windbull's shell was both thrilling and reassuring. I marveled at the ingenious way in which the Windbull had adapted to accommodate our presence.
The windbull began to move once everything was in place. It began with cautious, deliberate steps that increased in speed gradually. Riding on top of this gorgeous monster was unlike anything I had ever imagined, and I was filled with exhilaration.
And afterwards, the windbull's pace increased to that of a horse, but strangely, I didn't feel any impact from this windbull's running. Later, the windbull came out of our village and began to race into the forest.
A question began to gnaw at me as the windbull drove us forward. I remember there were four carriages in the center of our village, but we were only using one. "Mother, there were four carriages in the center of the village, so why are we only using one?" I turned to my mother, and my interest piqued.
She stared at me with a concerned expression and a trace of melancholy in her eyes. "We use these four carriages to transport various items such as fruits, monster skin, and farm produce." "We were supposed to deliver these goods to be sold in the Royal City today," she explained.
A shadow seemed to pass over her face as she continued, "But then those dam monsters attacked our village, and because of that, we couldn't make the deliveries. You know that we all have work in the Royal City. That's why I decided to take just one of the carriages with us".
So, how long will it take to get to the main road?" I inquired.
Hearing my question, she glances out the carriage and says, "It will take half a day to reach the main road, and from there, when Windbull eats dragon fruit, we will arrive in three hours." She stated.
After receiving her response, I realized that it would take an entire day to reach Royal City. As I was contemplating this, I heard a sera voice from my side say, "Lucifer, now that we have some time, why don't I check if, after making core, your body can handle your skill, so can you remove your pants?" Oh boy, it looks like it's time for the loli elf event, sweet.