Neutral City

A distinct glow in Jason's eyes was proof enough of his interest in the topic of the human race.

This was something most Manyrs and even other races were not really interested in.

Others would mostly use their eyes to determine the race of those they were seeing, which meant that Jason could be called a Manyrs as long as he retracted his wings and aura.

A stigma was still something everyone could create artificially, but that didn't seem to be the case with Jason at all.

As such, Alf Nas decided to ignore his doubts about the young man as he asked.

"Brat, do you want to come with us? We are going back to Lanro. It is one of the closest cities nearby, just a month's travel away from here!" 

Hearing this, Jason's eyes widened as he blurted out.

"One month? So long…but why were the Devir, Aeus, and Manyrs under their banner fighting so far away from the city then….?!"