Capítulo 41: In Honor Of Savant Doglar

Of the two still standing by the round table, the large male spoke first.

"Hahaha," He laughed, "Scrawny Evian finally filled out his body."

The Lady by his side, with dark hair styled to keep hold of any wandering locks, roamed her eyes over Evian's body before she focused on his face. Now rid of sickness and glowing with health, it could finally be appreciated for the handsome specimen it was.

"Damn freaky eyes... In a good way though." she said with a smile while lightly biting her lower lip.

Evian had no idea who they were but they smiled at him so he returned the favor.

Gillert cleared his throat.

"Fellas, remember what I told you?"

The trio got looks of realization on their faces.

"Ah yes, the memory loss."

The Red-headed lady grabbed Evian's arm gently which pulled Evian's attention back to her and made him very aware of her scent. She smelled good. Like wild Roses.