Sereia cheerfully led Mon’Ter and Samuel to the dining area of the mansion, the hallways were rather huge in size and volume but she seemed to have no issue moving about.“This place seems a lot bigger on the inside... than the outside...” Mon’Ter mentioned as they walked.“Yeah, my father has made it like so, with some specific arrays he’d built into the foundations of the building,” Sereia explained, “If you’re not careful you may end up getting lost in a maze here, the magical doorways don’t really help much with that sadly...”She scratched her cheek, then turned to the door on the right, “Oh, but in other cases they do actually end up helping out a lot!” Sereia said and opened the door she’d seen.It appeared like normal a small room from the outside, nothing special about it and definitely not a door you’d pay much attention too. But once she went through, it a

“Leave this household!” Christela yelled whilst chasing after Mon’Ter.Mon’Ter jumped on top of the table and moved farther away from the woman, still munching on a freshly roasted steak that was half inside his mouth and half outside.“Hahahahaha! Oh gods! I can’t! I cannot!” Sereia held her belly whilst laughing like a lunatic, “This is way better than I expected!”“Barbaric cretin! Get off the table right now!” Christela glared at Mon’Ter whilst shouting and trying to circle around him.Mon’Ter slurped up the rest of the steak and quickly devoured it, “But if I do that, you’ll... Slap me again...”Yes, she had slapped him.“You’d better believe I’ll slap you again! The audacity of eating like that in front of me and my daughter! Have you no shame?!” Christela bellowed at the top of her lungs.“Well, I don&rs

As the group made their way through the hallways, the awkwardness which Mon’Ter and Samuel felt didn’t wane in the slightest. Sereia was still walking with puffed up cheeks, quite annoyed with her father, and he didn’t give her the time of day to start an argument she so desired to make.Minutes slowly passed, until eventually they arrived in the room where Elyenora was staying with her uncle. She held his hand at his side and seemed to be in deep thought.“Princess Elyenora,” Randus called out from the doorway, “I do so hope you’ve found enough time to bid your farewells for the time being?”“I have, thank you for giving me some time,” Elyenora said whilst standing up from her chair. She turned towards the group with a resolute stare. Her eyes were sharp. “Shall we head out then?”“Ely... Have you eaten?” Mon’Ter asked worriedly. He wasn’t sure if she’d

Mon’Ter ran on all three of his limbs along the edges of Sereia’s range. He was just close enough so that Elyenora’s silent wind rapier would be able to keep her light as a feather, and they would stay dry due to the racer girl’s own silent rain sword.  “Woooooohooooo!!” Sereia shouted at the top of her lungs. By using the sword at her side, she was able to command that one little wave like a surfboard with how light her body was, not to mention that, she was doing tricks and hops all around hills and trees.  Simply, she was having fun. “Hey! Sereia! You’re going to get out of my range, slow down!” Elyenora yelled towards her, but it didn’t seem like she could hear. She was going fast, too fast, but she wasn’t the only one capable of such feats. “Mon’Ter, can you get closer?” Elyenora looked

After Elyenora had displayed her now indominable skill, one comparable even to Mon’Ter’s own prowess, the party was moving quite leisurely and at ease. Going through the Everlasting Blossom Forest through the path they were taking certainly was not the safest of routes. But considering their starting, point it was best and fastest.Having three lord class combatants and one noble class mage also brought about great flexibility. It was what gave the opportunity for this route in the first place, as no spirit could possibly threaten them. Most of the rouge ones were between the peak rankings of rare class and champion class, while a few were noble class, either low or mid rank. However, they didn’t get to encounter another Lord class spirit since the first instance of combat, which was great.Another week had passed, but the scenery never seemed to change. It was beautiful but by no means did it help the minds of the party. Sereia even felt like they we