บท 118: Time of Rest and Recovery

Alekkai shook his head, "I have things to tend to still," the red-haired warrior smiled softly, patting the boy's head, "...Don't worry. I will be fine. One does not become a champion through being defeated by a simple bit of exhaustion."

"...Well, if you say so," he smiled.

Though he wanted to help, he was partly glad to be spared of having to work further that day; while walking up the tree-accompanied bridges, he watched from up above as Alekkai began to settle in the freed captives.

"I never asked, but what happened? You know, while you were captive at the Outrider village?" He asked, looking up at Vandread as they walked.

The wooden planks of the spiraling bridge creaked, running slick as the rainfall crept through the foliage all around them.

Vandread seemed hesitant to answer at first, looking forward with that ever-bored look in his eyes, "Nothing I couldn't handle. Don't think too hard about it."

"--" Emilio watched him.