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The northern end of the island.
"She is something else, Vïér man, something else…"
Two individuals sat on the periphery of the island, looking down at the bottomless space present under their feet.
One was focused on the birds present in this area, the birds that were flying around and under them, while the other was focused on the grass under their feet, playing with it with a happy smile on her attractive face.
"Oh? Even an old hag like you is complimenting her? That's a rare sight indeed."
"Call me that again and you will have to use your artificial wings to get back up here."
She clicked her tongue at the elf and shook her head with an uninterested face.
She knew there was no way for them to have any kind of normal chat so, she at least had to endure this much if she wanted the information of his student from this pointy eared bastard.