บท 77: || Chapter 74 || Marhos, The Unfortunate Delivered Child

Droplets dripped from lush green leaves and the pleasant chirps sounded pleasant to one's ears. It was calm and silent as the cool soothing breeze entered in swirls as gently as it can. Like the winds from the beating wings of faeries.

The scent of rain enveloped every open room within the Temple. Droplets fell from the teary corners of the roofs. Like a curtain shielding the life within from the cold outdoors. Although the rain had stopped, it left the earth moist and the stone walls wet even under the brightening sky.

The sound of chimes pleasantly noised and echoed inside a large empty room. It had no windows except for the large archway curtained by dripping water. A lone person stood garb with white robes. His vaguely aged face looked relaxed and bored as the man rubbed the stubble on his chin. Tucked under his armpit was three books and small braids were randomly tied with two or three small beads on his head.