The next day, little Mara felt mentally tired.
"Alas... Too many villages, too many towers, too many names..." little Mara sighed in exhaustion.
A chuckle echoed in her mind.
"You know, that's just the beginning of what will happen in the upcoming days..." Heinrich couldn't help but tell her with a mocking tone.
Little Mara rolled her eyes.
"I know, although it leaves me worn out, it is something I wanted to do, as I have limited knowledge of the territories and the rest of the customs of each Clan."
The Guardian listened to what she said and nodded in satisfaction at her judgment, and was not short on appreciation.
"It's good that you think about it, that way you realize what you lack and can improve it, as well as learn new things that will be useful for the future..."
Sighing, little Mara didn't take the Guardian's praise to heart, because she wasn't interested in being praised.
