After that, Ard breathed roughly.
He sat on the ground to rest a bit and allowed his mana circulate within his veins while controlling his breathing.
Then as if nothing was happening, he started dragging himself to walk into his quarters. Soon, he paused pouring mana and sat at a chair as he let the bracelet heal his fatigue and injuries.
Just a few breaths later, he heard footsteps and soon the door started to creak open as a petite elven lady with long blonde hair and circular eyeglasses entered.
This girl was naturally Nimriel.
Even now, she was holding a tome in her hand.
Looking at the young man sitting inside, she spoke as if stating a fact.
"I knew it, You're not actually interested in magic, are you?"
'Nimriel… did she really follow me just to say that?'
At her voice, he turned his head slightly to look at her.
