The frigid winter winds gradually died down, and the snow began to melt. Branches across North Wind Territory quietly sprouted new buds, heralding the coming of spring. Ang sat in his office on the second floor of the lord's manor, watching the increasingly lively scenery outside through the window. It had been nearly three months since Aisha had set out on her journey. Though it had not been long, Ang often found himself unaccustomed to her absence. Whenever he passed through the manor's corridors or encountered a difficult problem in the magic laboratory, he would instinctively call out, "Aisha, come help me take a look." Yet every time he said those words, the assistant beside him would carefully remind him, "My lord, Miss Aisha is no longer here."
Whenever Ang heard that, he would always freeze for a moment before coming back to himself. With a soft sigh, he muttered, "That girl, she still makes people worry even after leaving."
Watching from the side, the assistant could not help asking softly, "My lord, if you need Miss Aisha so much, why did you let her leave?"
Ang withdrew his gaze. His expression was calm but resolute as he said, "She needs to grow. She needs to see the outside world. A person cannot remain trapped in a tiny corner forever. If her horizons are narrow, so will her heart be. Only after seeing how vast the world is can she truly understand the path she walks."
The assistant nodded thoughtfully, though he still seemed only half convinced. "Yes, my lord."
Just as Ang was about to continue handling the documents on his desk, the assistant suddenly remembered something and handed over a neatly organized file. "My lord, Lord Dusha has submitted the design proposals for the Warrior Academy and Mage