On the path leading into the mountains, Bairon picked up two wooden sticks from the ground, handing one over to Elizabeth.
With the support of the sticks, trekking the rugged mountain trails would be less strenuous.
It was a technique known only to those who had spent many years dwelling in the mountains.
"Miss Howard, I think I heard you mentioning wanting to marry someone earlier?" Bairon suddenly inquired as they walked.
"Did... did I?" Elizabeth's ears turned red, inwardly cursing her slip of the tongue. "Damn it, why did I shout out my inner thoughts?"
"It seemed so." Bairon blinked, slightly unsure.
During the previous fight, the majority of Bairon's focus had been concentrated on shaping the new type of Wind Blade.
The remaining attention was split between guarding against a sudden uprising from Greyson and being vigilant of any anomalies in their surroundings. Therefore, he hadn't clearly heard what Elizabeth had said.
