(Note: I added 500 words in the last chapter on 2024/4/19, don't forget to read them^^ You don't have to give extra pay if the chapter was unlocked before!^^)
Ansel stood on the balcony, gently caressing the sleek, dark yet gleaming barrel of Gleipnir. The sunlight refracted off the gun, mirroring his rare, contemplative expression in his sea-blue eyes.
"Ansel!"
A jubilant cry from behind startled him before he could turn; a gust of wind brushed against his back followed closely by some soft, firm cottons against his head.
The tall Miss Wolf leapt up, wrapping her arms around Ansel from behind, her legs entwined around his waist as she hung on his back, giggling, "Are we setting off?"
"It depends on father's plans."
Ansel, without turning, reached back to pat Seraphina's head, chuckling, "Looking forward to it?"
