Chapter 972: A Vretis Safe Haven?

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After discussing a few more leisurely topics, Niflheim and Bellum started to make their way back toward the 9th Division.

"So? What do you plan on doing after this is all over? Of course, you're always more than welcome to stay with the 9th Division." Niflheim said.

"Who knows? Maybe I'll do just that. I don't dislike this kind of relaxed atmosphere, after all." Bellum replied calmly.

Niflheim abruptly coughed as he moved his hand to cover his mouth.

"Hm? Are you feeling alright?" Bellum asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Niflheim responded as he cleared his throat.

He internally sighed as he shook his head. He did not expect to be caught off guard by Bellum's words.

Relaxed? If she knew the things that usually happened while being around Izroth, those would be the last words she used to describe the situation.

"Moving on—do you really not plan on becoming a Lieutenant of the 9th Division?" Niflheim questioned.