The most powerful wizard in the magic world

Meilin's figure came into his sight. She was sitting on a rock, concentrating on painting the surrounding scenery. The breeze blew gently, her hair fluttered, and it seemed that the whole world came alive under her brush.

"Meilin, are you still busy?" Gerlin approached, his voice low but with a hint of tenderness.

She didn't turn around, but just raised her head and smiled: "I am capturing the beauty of this moment. Do you think it looks good?"

Gerling looked at the trees and distant mountains on her canvas and nodded slightly: "It's beautiful, but I like your real appearance more."

"The real me?" Meilin finally turned around, seeming a little surprised. "That may not be as good as you think."

"Everyone has their own flaws, but these flaws are what make us different." Gerling approached, put his hand gently on her shoulder, and looked at her gently. "I need you to know that no matter what the outside world says, we must stay true to ourselves."

Meilin was silent for a moment, as if thinking about his words. She turned her head and looked firm: "I understand what you mean, but we can't always keep a low profile. If we keep dodging, how can we face the real enemy?"

Gerlin's heart tightened, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes: "I know that this world is full of surprises and dangers. But if I expose myself to their sight again, it will mean that you will be implicated as well."

"But, in this situation, we cannot give up our principles. Isn't your persistence and courage worth the risk?" Meilin's voice gradually became firm.

"Meilin, you don't know how deep the darkness behind is." Gerlin said helplessly, "Those people are cunning and ruthless. They will not tolerate any threats. We can't challenge their bottom line."

"Are we going to just endure this fear and let others manipulate us?" Meilin's eyes flashed with anger. "We have a responsibility to protect ourselves and even more people."

"Protecting more people is no different from protecting you." Gerling almost shouted. He raised his voice unintentionally, and the agitated air made them all silent. After a moment, he lowered his voice again and continued, "I don't want you to bear too much. Every bit of pain in my body should not affect you."

"But I choose to walk side by side with you." Meilin did not give in, with a firm light in her eyes. "If you don't believe that I can bear it, you should not underestimate the power of any companion."

"I have never underestimated you." Gerlin's eyes revealed deep tenderness, but also reflected a trace of worry, "I just... I want to protect you, even if it means I have to bear everything alone."

She sighed softly, her eyes softening: "Protection is not a barrier, but facing it together. We have no way back, only forward, right?"

"Move forward, but be cautious." Gerlin closed his eyes slightly, thinking about their choice. Meilin was right, keeping a low profile did not mean escaping, but he still could not get rid of the fear in his heart.

"We need a plan." Meilin broke the silence, her eyes became bright and determined: "Maybe I can contact my friends. They are in the city. They have our intelligence and resources there."

"The risk is too great." Gerling immediately shook his head. "I don't want you to get involved in this kind of dispute again—"

"We are all in this melee, Gerlin." Meilin interrupted him, her tone mixed with unquestionable determination. "I don't want to go back to my previous life. I want to make some changes."

Gerlin's eyes widened, an unspeakable emotion surging in his heart: "Are you...are you really willing to take the risk?"

"Of course," she smiled, her expression firm as a torch, "Don't you think this is our only way out?"

"But there are too many uncertainties." He frowned, trying to weigh the possible consequences.

"Every step is full of uncertainty, but more importantly, we must maintain our courage." Meilin gently held his hand, as if conveying a kind of strength. "Gerlin, no matter what, I will be by your side."

He felt the warmth in his hand, and a warm current in his heart gradually melted away some of his fear. "Okay, I'm willing to try. But we must be careful and be fully prepared."

"I will do my best in this regard." She nodded, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Not far away, a shallow valley meandered away, with only the occasional bird song breaking the tranquil atmosphere. Gerling suddenly felt nervous, and the unexpected undercurrent made his uneasiness more obvious. Perhaps this uneasiness would always accompany them and they would be unable to break free.

"I'll contact my friends first." Meilin said briskly, but with a hint of urgency, "You should also start preparing and anticipate the situations you might encounter."

"Okay." Gerling nodded heavily. "We should be careful and make sure all communications are confidential."

"Understood." Meilin turned and walked deeper into the forest. Her back looked particularly determined in the sunlight. Gerlin took a deep breath and watched her leave, thinking deeply about their fate.

The footsteps disappeared and the surroundings returned to silence. Gerlin knew that the challenges ahead would test their trust and courage. Meilin, the brave girl, was awakening his hope for the future with her patience and determination.

A few days later, Gerlin and Meilin met at the agreed place. She looked a little tired, but her eyes were unexpectedly firm.

"I contacted my friends, and they are willing to help us." Her words contained excitement that was difficult to hide. "They said they could provide teams and intelligence to help us spy on the enemy."