Mixed scent of herbs and flowers fills the area. From flowers for decoration to herbs that Alchemist use as ingredients for their potion can be seen thriving in this small garden. A white luxurious table is located in the middle of the lush green environment.
"D-do you really think the Protector will ignore all of this!" shouted by the enraged elf. Protruding veins surface in his neck as he shouts.
"Again, yes." replied by the silver haired woman. Her demeanor looks calm a stark contrast to the one she's talking to.
'Fuck! Sylvia where are you?' says by the enraged elf inwardly.
"Now, are you willing to cooperate?" says by the silver haired woman when she saw the dumbstruck elf.
The elf remains silent however his facial reaction screams exasperation. He wants to curse nonstop at the smug woman in front of her.
Both of them idly stares at each other. The tension in the garden is so thick one could almost cut it with a knife.
"Clyde, don't." muttered by the silver haired woman.
