Bab 130: Chapter 125: Give Wholeheartedly

"Hesel, let's go. We're heading to the Abyss Training Field for archery practice." Muria, carrying a large bow almost as tall as him, entered a stone palace, calling out the name of the Silvermoon Elf.

In just a few days, the originally simple and unadorned stone palace had completely changed. An elf had moved there, flowers and vines encompassed the palace. Stepping into its surrounding, one could smell a pleasing mix of floral scents.

"Have you finished your swordsmanship training?" Hearing Muria's call, a somewhat sluggishly elf girl, yawning, walked out of the stone palace, looking at Muria who was carrying a big bow.

"I've finished the training." Muria looked at the Silvermoon Elf, feeling somewhat guilty and helpless.

When he returned home with the Sword Saint, the Elf girl seemed to guess something but didn't question him. She still followed him, but she chose not to stay with Muria but rather dwelling alone in a big hall.