Murphy rolled his eyes and said:
"Whom you befriend is your business, don't put all the responsibility on me. This is something you'll have to decide on your own, Mark. You've achieved the first ideal of your life, maybe you should take some time to think about how to live the rest of your eternal life.
I certainly won't give you any advice on that.
Let's leave it at that.
I need to go back. Do you want me to take a gift to Lady Rennesia for you?"
"No need, I haven't decided what to gift her yet."
Maxim sighed as he watched Sir Morphy wrap himself in shadows and vanish beneath the sunlight. Standing at the window, he held the elf pendant hanging from his chest, his fingers gently touching it, ultimately culminating in a long sigh.
He could swing his sword fearlessly against any enemy and also wasn't afraid of the future where his loyal followers might fall in pools of blood.
