May The Spirits Of The Wanid Kingdom Watch Over All Of You
"I thought we were going to get attacked last night, but nothing happened." Gerhart yawned. "Well, it's why I got a good sleep, so I have no complaints."
Lux smirked after hearing Gerhart's comment. In fact, he was thinking the same thing. Because of this, he was mostly in a half-asleep state, ready to wake up at a moment's notice when danger arrived.
Just as the red-headed teenager was about to comment about the other Half Elf's words, Ishtar and Lazarus warned him that there were people mounted on what seemed to be Reindeer, approaching their location at a leisurely pace.
'Master, the way I see it, it's like they're just taking a stroll in the forest,' Ishtar reported. 'But there is no doubt that they are headed in your direction.'
'That's not all,' Lazarus commented. 'I'm pretty certain that they also detected Ishtar's and my presence, but they don't seem to mind it. One of them even playfully waved in my direction.'