Everyone Has Their Own Ideas
Editor: Henyee Translations
"You can tell how much… soul strength we have?" Link pursued curiously.
Ans nodded. "Although we elves don't have many skills, we are very shrewd with detecting soul fluctuations."
His gaze traced over Roland, Schuck, and Betta in turn, and finally stopped at Link and said, "I can see that most of you Golden Sons don't have truly long lifespans."
"Can you see how much life I have, then?" Link asked.
Ans smiled, and instead of answering him, looked at Betta and said, "I should leave, or else the patrols will find me with you guys."
As a noble elf, Ans was reluctant to talk to barbarians.
After he said that, he slowly flew up and quickly disappeared into the night sky.
When Ans left, the atmosphere at the scene became stiff once again.
Hawk looked at the three men from F6 and the dragoness, and after some thought, he said, "Schuck, why not let Suel look at the attributes, or he won't be pleased."