Farhan’s Injury

Controlling a bit of his magical power, Arias glided down slowly until he landed on the ground. He walked on the ground, not really paying attention to the delighted shouts of the soldiers that echoed from the city wall. There was no inspirational word or word of gratitude he could think of at the moment, which was why he only turned to smile at the soldiers who were celebrating victory out of courtesy.

After taking a moment to think, he suddenly found something good to say. He turned to thank the soldiers and the knights as well as the nobles with that short sentence. Then, he shifted his attention back to the current situation. He looked around, assessing the damage. Luckily, the battle did not cause too much damage.

But as Arias was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly caught sight of the destroyed castle. His eyes slowly widened as he stared at that spot.

“Isn’t that my bedroom!?”