Chapitre 375: Back in the Great northern forest (part 1)

Olive was comfortably sprawled in his favorite spot – the highest branches of one of the tallest trees in the Great northern forest after completing his daily ritual of checking up on the spells he had set up for the protection of the elven village.

It was more of a ritual than any real duty because the spells were working without a hitch for many years and most of them were only getting stronger with time, but making sure that everything is in order was putting the old elf's mind at ease.

"...fuaaaah..."

Olive breathed out looking at the clear sky with only occasional poofy clouds that children liked to look at describing their shapes, here and there.

"...oh, hey, this fucker looks like a baby crib..."

The old elf sighed looking at one of the said clouds showing that not only the children liked to play the guessing game.

"I should have just fucking got together with Mirabelle, haven't I..."