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During that brief silence, Zed and Madam Mare just blinked at each other. Zed broke the silence first. “Ha, hahaha… maybe because I climbed down the mountain, my stomach feels a bit… unwell…” Zed awkwardly grabbed his stomach and tried to escape the situation, and Madam Mare smiled softly. “You should have said so sooner. Come with me. There’s a restroom behind my shop.” “Yes. Thank you.” Zed followed Madam Mare, and the cat that had crawled out of the cloak tilted its…-
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Harto was snuggled against Zed’s back in his monster form. To make the villagers see him as a normal wanderer, Zed disguised Harto as a bag. Zed persuaded him that they were not going to stay in the village, and that since they would only pass through, he just needed to endure it for a short while. Harto had been flustered at first, but since it was only temporary, he decided to bear it. But as time passed, Harto started to feel how hard it was to stay hidden as a bag. “My stomach feels too…
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“Hey, Zed.” Harto was climbing along the river stream toward the mountain, and he called out to Zed who was walking ahead of him. Zed slowed his steps so Harto could catch his breath, and he looked back. “Where can we go to meet Hartiros?” It could be a very shameless question, but he was curious where the well-known Hartiros was said to be. “Ruinebelt.” “Ruinebelt?” “Yes. It’s a small island at the far north. They say hundreds of years ago it had a civilization that…
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“Really?” Zed smiled brightly at Harto. He had never smiled like that before, and his smile was so clear and vivid that it made Harto’s heart flutter. “No taking it back, alright?” “Yes, I won’t… I won’t take it back….” Harto, hiccuping as he spoke, buried himself into Zed’s chest. Zed, knowing how much Harto liked warmth, patted his back and held him tightly. “Hey, Zed… I’m okay now….” When his crying had completely stopped, Harto raised his head again.…
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–Yes! Harto replied cheerfully to Zed on the other end of the line, then ended the call with a bright smile. Just the thought of seeing Zed soon made his heart flutter. It had only been a few hours since he’d stepped out into the square, but the time apart from Zed felt long. He had been feeling hollow, yet just hearing his voice filled him with happiness. It was a feeling he had never experienced before, strange, yet sweet. ‘This must all be… because I like Zed…?’ He never imagined…
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The rich aroma of freshly squeezed milk filled the room. One might have been tempted to marvel at the unique color and scent rarely seen elsewhere, but the expressions of Ser and Allen were stony. Their eyes followed Cynthia’s every move with a predatory gaze as she poured the milk with a steady hand. Yet, there was not a trace of the “witch” from the rumors in the Cynthia standing before them. Just like her first impression, she was simply the epitome of a kind, warm-hearted middle-aged woman.…
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The next morning. After a simple meal in the dining hall, the group returned to their lodgings for a short rest. Through the window, they could see priests who had finished their morning prayers and were now devoting themselves to their spiritual practices. Beneath the dazzling sunlight streaming through the clouds, the sight of priests dressed in snow-white robes walking in single file through the courtyard was so mystical it seemed almost unreal. Harto and the rest of the group were mesmerized by the…
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“Harto.” Zed called his name as he stepped into the room. He immediately looked toward the window, and saw Harto sleeping with his back against the windowsill and the rabbit cradled in his arms. Outside, night had fallen and it was pitch black; inside, only the soft glow of Spi’s flames illuminated the room like a campfire. Zed approached cautiously so as not to disturb Harto’s peaceful slumber. Fortunately, the elementals made no commotion; instead, they simply followed Zed’s movements…
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Harto and leon left Zed behind in the office, and followed the young priest to their assigned quarters. The long corridor was so quiet that only the sound of their footsteps echoed through it. The interior of the temple was as austere as the Archpriest’s office. Despite being the only temple in Carseon, there were no lavish gilded decorations or imposing statues to be found. Instead, unnamed plants had grown freely in the cracks between the bricks and were left untouched; rather than appearing untidy,…
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With the help of Archpriest Edmund, the party was able to enter Carseon Castle safely, as if the earlier commotion had never happened. They were immediately escorted to the Archpriest’s office, located within the temple section of the castle. The office had exceptionally high ceilings, and in the center of the room stood an olive tree that grew nearly to the ceiling. As if imbued with a mysterious power, a soft glow emanated from its lush foliage. In the back of the room stood a large, solid-wood…
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