Nature's Residence

"Alright, everybody is here." Jurisian, black-haired and brown-eyed, checked the names on the roster.

Hearing his words, Arcelion put on a smile and turned around towards Lucien. "Mr. Evans, Mr. Forman, are we ready to go?"

He was too anxious when he thought of the contaminated elven tree and his corrupted compatriots to control his feelings and manners.

Lucien meant to look at Atlant and see his attitude, but he only saw a pair of closed eyes after he turned his head. He immediately shook his head in amusement. Natasha's chuckle also entered his eyes. She had obviously noticed his awkwardness. Habits and experiences tended to lead people to mistakes.

"Mr. Atlant, is there anything else you need to do?" asked Lucien.

Atlant smiled amiably. "No, there isn't. I'm supposed to be your assistant in the investigation."