Cui Ciyou did not linger long at the warehouse base.
After briefly settling the framework for a few follow-up matters with Carl, he took his leave.
His first priority was to pick up Sylphy, who had been waiting outside for quite some time.
He passed through several tangled alleys smelling of damp, and the view suddenly opened up.
When he returned to the bustling main street of Saint Grad City,
Cui Ciyou spotted that familiar figure at once.
Sylphy stood quietly beneath the eaves of a building.
She held a Horned Dragon Horse's reins in one hand, gently stroking the horse's mane with the other.
She waited there quietly and patiently.
When she saw Cui Ciyou appear, her gentle eyes instantly lit up.
Like sunlight falling into a clear spring.
"Ciyou, you're back."
"Yeah, I'm back."
Cui Ciyou walked over to her and, out of habit, reached out to ruffle her soft hair.
"Sorry for the wait. Everything's taken care of."
"Mhm. I knew you could handle it, Ciyou."
Sylphy nodded obediently without asking any more questions.
Cui Ciyou took the other horse's reins.
He led her back toward the somewhat dilapidated slums.
"Oh, right... those people we met earlier were from Paul's Rescue Corps."
As they walked, Cui Ciyou briefly explained everything that had happened.
"The Rescue Corps has changed its name to the Relief Corps now."
"It's just a bit of a shame."
"Rorze, Paul, Graz, and Zenith have all gone to the Begaritt Continent."
"I asked Carl to send them a letter saying you and I are back."
"Carl is..."
Sylphy listened quietly.
Talking along the way, they soon returned to the enormous warehouse that served as the base.
"Ohhh! Ciyou, my boy, you're finally back!"
Cui Ciyou and Sylphy had barely stepped through the door