On the morning of the fourth day, Tristan was lazing around on the couch when he noticed his communication stone shining.
He grabbed the stone and waited for the appearance of the long-awaited message from his dear sister.
Few seconds later, Layla's message finally appeared and Tristan quickly glued his attention over it.
[Morning, brother! How are you? I'm doing great here, by the way. Have you finally seen the Elf Queen? Is she beautiful? Anyway, I just learned how to blow up watermelons with my spell! No one can mess with us two siblings anymore! Hahaha!!]
Like usual, Tristan sent his own message by grasping the communication stone firmly and thinking what he wanted to convey.
[I'm fine. Take good care of yourself, and don't make trouble]
There was nothing Tristan could say about the Elf Queen as it had been three days and the old hag still didn't appear. Heck, not even the daughter paid him a visit again, much less the mother.
