Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 1353: Simple Happiness

Chapter 1353: Chapter 535: Simple Happiness

“Yes!” Nari clenched his fist. “We should search for those memories that prove our strength!”

“Indeed.” Aselia revived her spirit:

“The glory of the Dragon Race is a reality that no power can distort!”

But Ron frowned.

While Leila was speaking, he noticed a detail.

The memory worms wandering in the maze became noticeably more active at her appearance, even subtly gathering towards her.

This phenomenon reminded him of the relationship between certain parasites and their hosts.

On the other hand, although Leila’s words sounded reasonable, they contained a subtle logical trap.

She equated “reality” with “positive,” and “distortion” with “negative.”

But this simple binary opposition precisely violates the principles of true philosophical reflection.

The three mad rabbits had also hinted to him:

“The most precious treasures are often hidden in the most inconspicuous corners.”

If this principle were applied to the current situation…

Thinking of this, Ron stepped back and shook his head:

“No.”

He looked around, those mirrors reflecting pain, glory, sorrow, joy, all filled with intense drama.

Every image was as exaggerated as an opera, every emotion magnified beyond reality.

“The more intense the emotion, the more easily it is distorted and manipulated.”

Ron analyzed calmly:

“The true ‘reality’ might not need such a flamboyant stage at all.”

A gentle expression slightly stiffened on Leila’s blank face.

Deep in her heart, a wave of frantic emotion surged like a tide:

What is he hesitating about?

This future of reigning supreme is the ultimate desire that no male creature can resist!

Why… why didn’t he immediately indulge in it?

Did he discover something?

But on the surface, she still maintained her composure:

“Dear visitor, your caution is commendable.

But time is limited, the memory worms are already starting to gather…”

Indeed, those semi-transparent memory parasites were gradually approaching the three of them.

They seemed attracted by the “emotional aroma” emitted when Nari and Aselia’s emotions fluctuated earlier.

However, Ron completely ignored Leila’s reminder.

He turned away from the tempting golden mirror and began searching the edges and corners of the maze.

Those mirrors reflecting epic scenes.

World-conquering emperors, dragon-slaying heroes, sages wise as the sea… all overlooked by him.

Instead, he focused on those most unremarkable, dim reflection surfaces.

Some almost unable to form images due to dust coverage, some half-covered by vines and moss.

Leila’s internal agitation began to increase dramatically:

Fool! You’ve missed the only ‘correct’ answer! You’re wasting time!

…Wait, what is he looking for? Those corners only have abandoned fragments of memory, worthless!

…No, his direction… could he be wanting… impossible! How did he think of going to that place?!

As Ron’s search direction became increasingly clear, Leila finally could not maintain complete calm.

Her heart boiled like a volcano, but on the surface, she still maintained an expression as calm as a still well, continuing with her “kind” reminder:

“Challenger, the reflection energy in the Edge Area is weak, full of uncertainties, and it is easy to get lost in it.”

Her voice remained gentle.

But upon closer listening, already carried an almost imperceptible trace of urgency.

Ron remained deaf, continuing his search.

Finally, in a corner half-covered by Tearful Vine, he found his target.

It was a small hand mirror covered in dust, almost forgotten.

This mirror was so ordinary, ordinary to the point of being almost forgotten.

It had no ornate carvings, no mysterious runes, and even its basic cleanliness was lost due to dust.

Ron gently wiped away the dust on the surface, a very plain image slowly emerged in the mirror:

It was a scene in his private kitchen at the Observation station, preparing “Multi-element Soup” with Ailan and Dale.

No earth-shattering battles, no heart-rending speeches, just three people gathered together at a small cooking station, focused on handling ingredients.

Ailan carefully adjusted the fire using vines, green leaves trembling slightly in the steam;

Dale using her Sea Siren talent to check the purity of the broth, eyes filled with seriousness;

And Ron himself, patiently waiting for the optimal time to add ingredients, his face displaying only focus and tranquility.

This scene, overly “everyday,” concealed by other dramatic illusions.

Yet it was in this everyday life that the most sincere, purest emotions were contained—care, trust, and mutual treasuring.

When Ron’s fingers touched the mirror surface, the calm on Leila’s exterior completely shattered.

“No!”

She let out a roar of unwillingness.

All disguise peeled away at this moment, revealing the true form of the Time Hound.

The mirror started melting, flowing like silver mercury, finally coagulating into a key composed of warm light.

But the unique aspect of this key was that every ray of light contained a special “frequency.”

It was the resonant fluctuation of sincere emotions.

[Insight gained: The secret of Emotional Enchantment]

Ron understood that the true essence of High Tier Enchantment is far more than just infusing powerful Magic Power.

True masterful work requires weaving sincere, pure emotions into the very soul of the item.