"Moon Knight, please, have a seat." Seeing Velin still standing in the doorway, the blond elf hurriedly stepped aside and invited him in.
"Thank you."
After thanking her, Velin went over and sat down beside Xuemiyya.
The blond elf and Anastasia took their seats again.
"Moon Knight, when did you and Anastasia meet?"
"A hundred years ago."
"And how close are you?"
"I'd say we're very close."
"Then..."
Seeing that the blond elf was about to keep questioning him, Anastasia sealed her mouth with a thought.
"Mmph, mmph, mmph!"
After breaking the spell with brute force, the blond elf gave Anastasia a rather aggrieved look, but stopped pressing Velin about her.
Watching the two of them, Velin felt deeply moved. The lady had finally made a true friend.
Back when she was in Qixing Territory, apart from the time the Famine Priest intervened, the lady had spent almost all her time recovering in the ice zone.
"Moon Knight..."
Velin interrupted Anastasia with a smile. "Just call me Velin. Moon Knight sounds so distant."
"Then I'll keep calling you Velin."
"Mm."
"Has Zeflin been well all these years?"
There was no way she could have spent all these years without missing the student she had taken under her wing in Qixing Territory.
"Zeflin has grown remarkably quickly over the years. She's already an intermediate soul intent transcendent, but she's missed you terribly. If you could come back, she'd be delighted."
"I still have things to do, so I won't be going back." Anastasia shook her head slightly and spoke softly.
"Actually, Anastasia has been searching for news of her homeland all these years. Whenever she's at the starport, she visits the Proculus Intelligence Organization almost every month."
"My lady, would you like my help?" Velin turned to Anastasia and asked tentatively.