"Although I really do yearn for adventure, at times like this, I kinda miss grilled fish and baked chicken..."
At dusk, the wandering child let out a sigh, "How great it would be if we could bring food with us when we go out."
He was now truly a "wandering" child.
Half a month after the end of the main story prologue, Nightmare: Gallery had finally expired.
The next phase of the main line would not start until three months later.
Right from the start, the wandering child knew they couldn't keep grinding the same instance... Of course, leveling up steadily while enjoying food and fun was indeed delightful, but he always felt something was lacking.
It was not until the day before yesterday, when Annan summoned him to Viscount's manor, that he finally realized what he was missing—
"... Elven ruins?"
The wandering child repeated.
It was only then that he found out... Elves actually existed in this world?
