Chapter 609: Zephyr
As the guards cautiously retreated from the borders of the Northern Woods, a youth with blonde hair, approximately fifteen years of age, darted with urgency into the heart of the forest. Suddenly, he came to an abrupt halt; his gaze fixated on an enigmatic disturbance in the distance. Standing at about 160 cm, he possessed a complexion of fair hues, deep emerald eyes, an unremarkable physique, and a hawk nose.
"Oh no! A magical beast?" Cursing under his breath, he sought refuge behind the sturdy trunk of a nearby tree, cautiously unsheathing his long sword. With both hands tightly gripping the hilt, he drew a deep breath, attempting to steady his racing heart.