"Wood, we've delayed too much time in River Valley Town."
The strands of silver hair fluttered in the wind as Hai'an softly spoke to his most loyal guard beside him.
Like those "Long Ears" living deep in the towering Forest Sea, though half-elves develop a good nature under the teachings of their elders, they can occasionally show a stubborn side.
"Mother once said, the waters of the Vina River never stop flowing (Elf Clan proverb), we can't delay any longer."
As if hearing a certain keyword in his words, Wood, who was originally planning to be a bit more assertive, opened his mouth but swallowed back the words.
Though not always reliable, Larry's recent suggestion was indeed a good choice.
Hai'an contemplated in his heart.
Having not yet taken up the profession, his abilities were limited, and although he had mastered a few battle skills learned from his mother, they were all inclined towards long-range combat;
