The return journey was uneventful, and could even be described as lackluster when it came to Malin's mood.
Leaving the battlefield, Old Hoffman did pay quite a bit of attention to Malin. He seemed to think that, no matter how capable Malin was, he was still just a child nearing twelve, and having killed so many Chaos in Parol City, even if it was in the fight for survival, should have left him with not a small amount of psychological trauma.
However, he soon discovered that his darling apprentice was a rising star with seemingly no cares in the world, spending the journey playing demon-hunter cards with the girls, chatting, or joining them to bask in the sun on the roof of the carriage.
The kids were huddled together on a blanket, enjoying the warmth of late autumn. Such a heartwarming scene even made Old Hoffman somewhat envious.
But more so, it was his love for his little apprentice.
