Return to the Manor

Two days later, when Angel set foot on the Old Earth Continent again, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask Frod why he knew Angel had refined a high-grade alchemical item.

Angel thought about it. No matter; it was not as if it would be a bad thing if word got out. At the very least, his name would be made. Besides, when he had been performing alchemy, a whole crowd of Rogge Tribe merfolk had been nearby. It was only natural for someone to have spread the news.

Casting the matter to the back of his mind, Angel flew toward Yamei Province.

On the way home, though he still saw no small number of refugees, Angel could sense that their emotions were much steadier than before. Even the residents scattered across the land had, beneath the shadow of war clouds, begun to show rare smiles.

Clearly, Shannon's victory at Sea Moon City had also given the people of the entire Golden Sparrow Empire a reassuring pill. It made them feel that, at least in the face of Hailan's encroachment, Golden Sparrow was not entirely without hope.

The closer they came to Gelu Town, the happier Angel became. Bulei, on the other hand, grew increasingly shifty-eyed, as though it were worrying about something.

Angel roughly knew what was troubling it. It was nothing more than fear that Yurika would blame it for the materials he had brought back.

But Angel felt Bulei could not be blamed for that either. After all, it had been Yurika herself who made the agreement with the merchant caravan.

In a rare act of kindness, Angel comforted Bulei. "Explain the facts clearly. I believe Lady Yurika will understand."

After hearing Angel's reassurance, the worry on Bulei's face did not lessen. But