Bab 340: Return

Golden Harbor Town, lighthouse by the sea.

Early morning.

The morning sun shone from the sky, shining through the cross-shaped window into the room.

In the study that had been organized, Heath was leaning against a wooden chair, reading a thick book in his hand.

On the round table in front of him was exquisite food such as toast, mashed potatoes, and goblin honey wine.

"Wizard, your breakfast is ready. Is there anything else I can help you with?" A sweet and clear voice sounded, like the cry of an oriole.

Amy pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and said as she placed a cup of hot milk on the round table.