(Abigor)
I yawned loudly, both due to boredom and fatigue. As our carriage rolled along the rough gravel road, I couldn't help but glance up at Fey while she drove.
Even though it was just the two of us, she still insisted on wearing that cloak of hers. Fey's expression was as blank and as nonchalant as ever, despite the fact that we were headed back to her home country, the Elven Dynasty of Narvarl.
My mind briefly flashed back to the day I had wondered into that Ancient underground temple and met Fey for the first time.
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(Flashback)
(Abigor)
I swored swiftly through the jungle, jumping from tree top to tree top with no specific direction in mind.
'Now how exactly am I going to gather resources to capture that stupid dragon god...?' I thought absent mindedly 'Wait, what's that thing...?'
