Bab 201: Chapter 195. To Grow New Sprouts

"That's smoother than I thought," Bassena whispered, leaning on the railing of the terrace as his eyes followed the movement inside from the window.

Logan was in the middle of finalizing things with the Elder and Senan, and since Zein discussed everything he wanted to with the attorney, he asked to be pardoned for a breath of fresh air--which was why they were on the terrace right now.

"Why, do you wish for a fight?" Zein raised his brow, to which Bassena responded with a chuckle.

"I can go for a few spars,"

"Have some shame, Mister Saint-class," Zein flicked the grinning face on the forehead, although he had a smirk on his own face.

But soon the smile faded, and he was back to staring blankly into the air. Bassena tilted his head, watching the brooding face. He held his sigh and reached for the guide's hand, stroking the tense knuckles. He recalled what Radia said to him; to keep reminding Zein of the thing he should not forget.