Chapter 353:

An undead body…

A living body…

They are two completely different experiences.

The feel of fabric brushing against skin, the lightness of fingers gliding through air, the firm steps on solid ground, and the sensation of water running over one’s palms—

These feelings, lost for a thousand years, now made Sylvia smile brightly like a child.

“Master Sorcerer, your hand…”

“Just like I always imagined. So warm, so safe…”

Her regenerated body wasn’t quite used to moving yet.

So Xu Xi held her hand and led her toward the light, guiding her to see the tower where she had always lived—this time, from a living person’s perspective, not that of the dead.

Along the way, Sylvia held his hand tightly.

Very tightly.

Her platinum-blonde hair was tied up, a few strands loosely hanging beside her ears, barely covering her flushed cheeks.

Perhaps returning to life had left her too emotional.

“Sylvia, are you feeling unwell anywhere?”

Xu Xi asked with concern, worried that the regeneration spell might have side effects.

In the corridor, Sylvia gently shook her head.

“I feel great, Master Sorcerer.”

“I can see clearly, I can hear just fine, and nothing hurts.”

“Your spell worked perfectly… really, thank you so much.”

She smiled again.

A smile as pure and flawless as a lotus blooming on a clear lake.

“Then I’m relieved.” Hearing her response, Xu Xi checked her condition in his own way—naturally, the results showed she was in perfect health.

To prepare for this regeneration, Xu Xi had done a lot.

He had freed up a precious spell slot to learn a sorcery that was otherwise useless to him.

He had gathered a wide variety of skeletons to compare how well different bones responded to resurrection, all to ensure Sylvia wouldn’t be harmed.

After mountains of data and countless tests,

he finally began Sylvia’s resurrection.

It was a long, exhausting process, but watching the hero smile so brightly now, Xu Xi felt it was all worth it.

“Master Sorcerer… Have I troubled you too much?”

“Not at all. If anything, I should be the one troubling you, Sylvia. You’ve always helped with my research, haven’t you?”

They walked out of the room, out of the corridor.

Their footsteps came to a halt on a high platform of the Tower of Salvation.

The sun was bright, the breeze gentle.

The ecological system maintained a peaceful environment for the living—

a place where people could feel at ease.

“It’s so beautiful…”

Sylvia murmured.

Under the morning light, the sky was covered in a soft blue hue, still and silent.

Golden light slanted across the trees and grass.

Irregularly shaped leaves sparkled like jewels.

Sunlight flowed over them gently, slowly, falling to the ground in scattered, dazzling patterns.

Such scenery would be normal in any other world.

But in this dying sorcerer world, it felt especially precious—like a beautiful fantasy that shouldn’t exist.

“Master Sorcerer, thank you…”

Sylvia said again, “It’s all because of you that I can feel this warmth.”

Her left hand held Xu Xi’s,

and her right hand reached forward—half nervously, half joyfully—

to catch a small handful of golden sunlight.

[With her body restored, the hero now possesses a beauty uniquely her own]

[You’ve seen elves before]

[Elves are the embodiment of purity, grace, and beauty]

[But in your eyes, Sylvia—restored and whole—shines brighter than any elf]

[She has endured endless cruelty]

[And though shattered many times, she still glows with light]

[Now that her body is back, the hero wants to experience more of life—she asks if she can explore the tower]

[You agree]

“You… you’re Miss Sylvia?”

“Your face… it healed?”

Until now, Sylvia had told everyone her scars were from a fire, a disfigurement hidden beneath cloth.

People had felt pity for her and grown used to seeing her disfigured.

But today—

All their assumptions were shattered.

People rushed forward, overwhelmed with excitement and joy, offering blessings and cheers.

“I knew it! I knew good things would happen to Miss Sylvia!”

“She’s so beautiful… is this what a saintess looks like?”

Every time she entered a new area,

Sylvia’s face caused a commotion.

But the people remained respectful.

No one acted rudely—

They simply watched from a distance with quiet, heartfelt admiration

as she walked hand in hand with Xu Xi.

What were they all thinking?

Sylvia believed she knew.

Her face turned red like a summer fruit.

Shy, hopeful, and gently joyful,

she squeezed that warm hand even tighter.

Father…

Mother…

In the Crowfield family rules, there was no entry explaining what to do in a situation like this…

Ahhh…

The worries of a young girl came and went like the wind—

a gentle breeze brushing her cheek swept away the heat of her embarrassment.

Before she realized it, Sylvia’s attention had drifted to the details of the tower.

Seeing it from the perspective of the living,

everything she once knew now appeared in brilliant color—

so vivid that she couldn’t look away.

After walking around for about half an hour, they had visited most of the important areas of the tower.

Only then did Sylvia stop and turn to face the towering structure.

“Master Sorcerer, let’s stop here.”

“Not going to continue?” Xu Xi asked, still holding her hand to prevent her from tripping.

Under the warm sunlight, Sylvia’s figure softened—her skin pale as snow, her deep green eyes glowing brightly.

“No,” she replied with a smile.

“For the remaining half-hour, I’d like to do something else.”

Xu Xi frowned slightly.

“You don’t need to worry about the time, Sylvia.”

The effect of Flesh Regeneration lasted only one hour—a short period.

But the spell could be cast again.

As long as they had the necessary extraordinary materials and Xu Xi cast it again, her human form could be extended.

But Sylvia refused.

“Thank you for the thought, Master Sorcerer…

But one hour is enough for me.”

Wearing a snow-white long dress,

she stood quietly in the sunlight, shining in both serenity and brilliance.

Her right thumb and forefinger gently rubbed the green ring on her left hand.

The cool surface shimmered with a glow—green light swirling, silver flashing.

“Master Sorcerer, using this spell again and again would trouble you too much.”

“And besides—”

“Didn’t you always say that the value of time isn’t in its length, but in how we spend it?”

One hour truly was short.

But because she spent it with Xu Xi, it felt full.

Even if her body turned back to bone after this,

the warmth and joy of this hour would remain in her heart for a long, long time.

She smiled.

Her emerald eyes gleamed like precious stones.

“Master Sorcerer… with the time I have left, can I eat something?”