"Lynn, what happened to your face? Are those dark circles? Why does it look like someone..."
Early the next morning, everyone gathered in the central square of Winter Spring Valley. The moment the Mother Tree arrived, she noticed the glaring panda eyes on Lynn's face and looked puzzled. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he'd overindulged.
She couldn't resist reaching out to poke them.
"Ow-don't touch! That hurts!"
Lynn covered his eyes in anguish and shooed away the Mother Tree, whose curiosity was far too strong for her own good.
Apparently, even when you had questions, you couldn't just blurt them out.
Who could have guessed she'd actually hit me!
And it hadn't been an ordinary punch, either. She had used the power of chaos to give him a brutal walloping. Who could possibly take that?
Not far away, Aivier still wore her black, form-fitting combat outfit. She looked valiant and composed, as though the "dark circles" on Lynn's face had absolutely nothing to do with her.
"We should go."
Aivier's expression was calm.
"Let's find that woman as soon as possible. If she doesn't want to talk, we won't waste our breath. We'll take action and show her she isn't the only one in this world who can do whatever she pleases!"
She slammed her fist into her palm, positively radiating murderous intent.
Clearly, Aivier was in excellent form today. Of course, some of that murderous intent might also have been directed at the Lin-Surnamed Creature beside her, who loved cosplaying as her father.
"P-Princess Aivier, our honored ancestor, are... are you sure you won't stay in Winter Spring Valley a little longer?"
The old man stared wide-eyed. He hadn't slept a wink the night before.
After all...
An old fossil like him, practically on his way