Dyon was instantly greeted with the visage of a breath-taking beauty. His anger almost completely dissipated. How could one be angry while looking at such an immortal fairy?
What truly allowed Dyon's heart to settle down were the pair of blue-silver eyes looking up at him. They were clear as water and seemed to peer into his soul.
After breaking into the saint realm, Ri had only become more beautiful. He couldn't help but lightly cup her face before hugging her tightly.
"It's something Clara created for me. The eyes are among the body parts that are most difficult to heal, so without continuous care, there was a chance I could have gone blind permanently. So, Clara made this visor of a white oak tree with dense Life Essence. It was a piece she gained from an auction that used to be a part of a legendary vessel. I believe it was called the Holy Arc.
