Mim pulled out a lump from her pockets. "Wenny come here!"
Just as she said, a spiraling purple opened through space. Walking out through it.
"Did you missed me?" Wenny bent down to pick up the lump from the ground.
"How's the progress?" She said with a disdain.
"It's 70%, if not for Lucien's interference it could've been finished." Wenny shakes his head in disappointment.
"Then why did you send that letter!" Mim's voice had slight sadness and anger in it.
Wenny was visually surprised, "What letter? Me or any of my lumps haven't sent anything."
Mim blinked in confusion, "Don't lie! The letter with a goodbye, and asking for me to watch over them," She takes a long breath, her body feeling uncomfortable, "It was definitely you who would say something corny like that!"
Wenny's face cycled multiple emotions... "I don't have any recollection of something like that!... Did something happen in the future? I have to leave now I need to recompose my plan."
Wenny opened the black portal another version of himself walked forward and the one just talking to Mim entered through.
"One thing... Why didn't you and William just kill it a long time ago?"
Mim slightly smiled. "I wanted to but William said he wanted to explore just a bit."
"I see... Then both of you go back to green hills and teach William magic, it seems like staying here is currently meaningless." Wenny gave another lump.
"What about you? Surely you will come back right?"
Wenny shook his head, "I have to acquire the last key that's hiding within Ego's, I'm thinking of attacking right away while they're scrambled."
Mim looked with pity. "Hey... How well do you know about morals?"
Hearing her question Wenny looked shocked. "What? What happened? Did something happen?"
Mim's voice was a little sad, "No, it's nothing... It's just that-"
Mim explained everything about everything, and what the villagers said to William, and also how he asked her if it was normal.
Hearing her story Wenny visibly relaxed, "I understand why you feel like that.... But if William asks again tell him... Be a hypocrite, believe in his own judgement even if it's wrong, he isn't a hero, or judge who seeks right or wrong. He is William and that's what matters."
"But...but!" Mim wanted to say something yet she didn't know what exactly.
"Mim, you never experienced human life. I know you felt helpless when William asked you but your morals don't work on humans...every human has different morals, that's why we are hypocrites. Your universal morals don't affect something small like humans."
Hearing that Mim looked disappointed at herself. "I'm his mother and I can't tell him if it was right..."
Wenny took a calm, long breath, "Mim after I return I'll make nice Winter tea."
Mim slightly smiled, "Your other seasonal tea sucks."
Seeing her smile slightly Wenny nodded. "Then promise me to make some of your most known milk tea after this story ends."
Mim chuckled back, "It will cost you, your dignity."
The atmosphere was disturbed by the root- infested Hob-goblin.
Wenny looked at it in disgust, "Did you really have to turn it into this?"
"Just destroy it when you're about to leave, I'll be leaving first with William." With that Mim disappeared with sleeping William.
"Pitiful creature." Wenny held out his hand, the Hob-goblin slowly started turning to dust with the whole world along with it.
With that done Wenny also entered a portal leaving this planet.
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On a different planet.
Sam sat beside the tentcloth, inside a carriage. Meanwhile the other soldiers were patroling.
One of the soldiers spoke, "We arrived at Morwin village."
Hearing that the paladin spoke aloud. "We will station tonight here! Boys don't go around making a mess!"
Hearing that most of the soldiers cheered.
Sam poked his head out and asked a nearby soldier, "What's going on?"
"Ah, it's your first time leaving your village. Morwin village is most known for its beer," the nearby soldier answered.
Sam gained trust over the few days as he always stayed on night duty.
Others were grateful but also pitiful of him. 'What kind of life could someone have to refuse sleep?'
Soon night came, the knights left their armor and swords in a room.
Sam wanted to be on watch duty only to be persuaded by others to come and drink.
It was a loud night. The soldiers sang and danced.
But beneath all of that. "Let's see him...he will just get knocked out in a few rounds." Some soldiers whispered to each other with evil smiles and approached Sam.
"Sam, here!" A muscular one brought a few drinks. "It's on us!"
Hearing that other soldiers lift their glass, screaming with their might.
They wanted to see how long Sam could last but to their shock Sam drank 11 beers and was still drinking.
Some heavy drinker's competitive spirit rose up.
But in the end all of them lost to Sam.
It was still midnight. The few lightweights already started sober up.
They got shocked once again to see Sam still drinking.
But without disturbing him they just dragged fellow soldiers into the bed.
Soon everyone left except for Sam and the paladin. The loud night turned quiet.
At the table Sam and the paladin were still drinking.
"For a kid you're quite the drinker huh?" The paladin smiled while taking a sip.
"Drinking like that, you're losing." Sam smiled and took a large gulp.
'This beer isn't bad but sadly it's so much watery to affect me.' Sam was reminiscent of modern beer. Drinking beer with William would bring the mood but now he was kinda sad.
The paladin watched his expression, "Since everyone left, let's get to the real talk."
The Saintess revealed herself. "I was hoping to sleep just a bit longer."
Paladin looked at Sam, "I want you to free the slaves and destroy Grandmuck!"