Chapitre 126: Vahn Volcano

It was already morning. The moment the two familiars woke up, they noticed that Aranea was no longer in the room, both of them sitting up from their beds, stretching.

Zann yawned, talking at the same time that is coherent enough for Leonel to understand.

"Where is Aranea?"

"I don't know," Leonel answered, stretching as well. "I guess she is already awake?"

Sooner or later, Moler opened the door, leaning on the doorframe as he crossed his arms in front of his chest, shaking his head in disapproval at the same time.

Seeing this, Leonel and Zann looked at each other then back at him, understanding that they were doing something that he didn't like—but they aren't sure of what.

"What's wrong, Master Moler?" Zann asked, "Did we do something wrong that we aren't aware of?"

"Yes," Moler said, arching a brow at them. "Where is your Summoner?"