After ending the call, Roxian carefully stowed the Tong Jing, making sure there was no lingering Death Qi in the air before he packed up all his camouflage.
The long night stretched ahead, sleep evading him.
He paced back and forth in his tent, a myriad of thoughts tangled and entwined in his mind like a storm or an undercurrent surging beneath the water.
Suddenly, a subtle detail rose from the muck and gripped his attention.
Three days ago, while passing through Ventus, he had heard a piece of news—
Wind Speaker Tilaymanse had recently taken a leave of absence, triggered by a visit from the third Princess Renee.
At that time, there had been some rather violent fluctuations in Ventus as if prompted by her Highness's visit.
Coincidentally, it was also three days ago that Melvin had set off... as if he knew he was coming.
—Could she have ties to the Elves of Ventus as well?
Roxian felt like he had found a breakthrough in the problem.
