Naraic whistling to himself as he strolled down the road keep an eye out for the white building he was told about, saw a couple of carriages crash together and spill contents onto the side of the road. Some people were trying to help while others were trying to pocket coin and whatever else they could get their hands on. However, Naraic not bothered by the troubles of others, decided to ignore the commotion and continue onto his destination as he was on his journey. Kabbol had wandered round bends and through alleys before reaching the hill. Somewhere that seemed to be untouched by the cold, up on the hill under the great maple tree sat a single figure bound is leather armour with a hat too big for the head slanted forwards masking all features from the face. Only thing allowed to leak out was curly blonde hair which fell down to her chest, with the sound of children playing as two kids ran around from the back of the tree, seeming to play tag. As Kabbol claimed up the wood logs which trailed out a path towards the tree the figure lifted its head slowly, letting out a voice filled with both tranquility and and a sense of threat. "That's a new face, here to stay?"
Waiting for new chapter! hope it comes out soon enough. Everything seemed good till now, a good story, coming together. Just little less interactions between characters but everything else seems to be coming together quicker than I thought.
This novel is well written, if you like novels with well-detailed systems, I can only recommend this one, it reminds me a bit of Arifureta but better ! I recommend it !
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