After having a nice bath alone, Amon dressed up and went back to the village.
Soon it would be night. The dull sky was getting darker. Amon's eyes were searching for something very important.
'Where is she? Where did she go?'
Amon was searching for Scarlett like some lost puppy. Not his fault. In the end, he was a man.
"Buddy, what are you searching for so desperately?"
Amon heard a familiar voice and turned toward it. He saw Julian standing there with a sword hanging at his waist. His body was covered with sweat.
'Seems like he was training.'
Despite there being no danger of monsters, all the youngsters and elders trained every day. Sparring against each other. Learning spells. Exchanging knowledge with one another.
Amon gave him a small smile.
Julian frowned slightly at that smile. It looked too suspicious. He watched as Amon stepped closer to him.
