glancing at her meager MP she found only
50 points if she activated acceleration
she could only fly for 5 minutes
moreover casting a skill like corrosive
Black Rain consumed 10 MP per use alas
this pitiful MP count seemed utterly
insufficient nonetheless possessing this
means of Transport would undoubtedly
ease her future foray into fishing
allowing her to return swiftly from
distant locations after all each round
trip for fishing required traversing
nearly 2 kilm prompting gonon to set
alarms at her convenience after fishing
she would set a timer for 1 hour
previously her fixed alarms became out
of sync with her Rhythm accumulating to
the point of forgetfulness eventually
aside from her morning alarms she opted
to let the system notify her an hour
after fishing sessions the system proved
remarkably convenient offering versatile
settings observing the broom in her
hands gonon noted that the previous
cracks had vanished
revealing only mysterious black patterns
she felt an irresistible urge to
experiment with riding this broom
embracing such expectations gonon
Switched Off the system panel draped a
pillowcase over her abdomen shielding
herself from the erratic antics of the
little mouse and slipped into a deep
Slumber the following morning The
Familiar sound of the alarm clock
heralded the dawn of a brand new day
squeak time to rise gonon is awake the
mouse scurried onto Guan 's head
scuttling about until in the next moment
she seized it in her grasp and planted a
kiss on its mouth the entire creature
froze in shock the mouse exclaimed oh no
I'm filthy keep making noise and I'll
kiss you again gonion mumbled her
grievances were no less than a spectre s
the mischievous little rodent had
Disturbed her throughout the night
resulting in a Restless sleep suddenly
the mouse nipped at gonan making its
Escape she felt a sharp sting in her
thumb and finally opened her eyes
discovering a deep bite mark on her
digit well that was well controlled no
bleeding Ganan yawned finally mustering
the will to get out of bed she
contemplated returning for a nap after
lunchtime as usual everything was
prepared guon tion accompanied by the
mouse wobbled on her broom towards the
edge of the forest observing her
awkwardness on the Broom one could tell
she was not only unskilled in its
operation but also unwell gu Anan gried
lamenting this is truly torturous yet
the mouse oblivious to her discomfort
exclaimed with navu Wonder squeak how
high we are guanti unrolled her eyes at
this remark her mind racing with
thoughts why did a sorceress ride a
broom her back was killing her thank you
very much she had no desire to ride
anymore sitting sideways she struggled
to control the broom EST Direction and
balance making the experience even more
unbearable with deter mination gu
tontion guided the broom down to the
ground hopping in discomfort she
resolved to minimize her use of this
flying Contraption until a cushion was
available despite her eagerness to fly
the broom its utility was not as
effective as she had anticipated who
could understand the feeling of such a
disparity it is said that the Morning
Mood is of utmost importance however
having had a poor night as sleep guon
tion was now faced with yet another
setback causing her to feel utterly
despondent chapter 49 exploration Quest
squeak this is much more comfortable the
mouse remark. it had just perched on
gutin shoulder clutching her garment
tightly with its Tiny Paws I was afraid
of falling it was primarily terrified of
heights it this altitude it felt just
right the scenery was Splendid without
the dread concurred I think so too with
half the distance remaining she ambled
leisurely towards the forest edge
planning to chopwood First chopping