3 days later…
Inside a prefecture of one of the more famous Shelters of the region, 3 strange and unwanted guests were welcomed into the Stonehill Prefecture.
Dressed in all-black clothes, they drew some suspicion from the guards in the prefecture but they were let through after paying some common bribes.
Like usual, they easily paid to access an inn.
Christensen worriedly turned to look at his master. "Master, are you sure you want to be stressing yourself with missions like this in your weak state?"
"Shouldn't you be resting to recuperate faster?"
"…" Legolas turned to face his student with exasperation evident on his face.
"How many times do I have to teach you lesson number #2?"
"How many f*cking times?!"
Legolas walked closer before grabbing his student by the ears, Blade watched in amusement. "Do not ever forget this, as Summoners, our greatest strength is not in how strong we are like Pugilists but in how smart we are".
