"Walk here?" Simon asked again.

This time, Eritoya's upright and delicate face showed a hint of embarrassment.

"I'm going to write a letter to the old priest." Simon said expressionlessly.

When Elitoya heard Simon say this, she showed a panic expression. She nodded vigorously and said stammeringly:

"...Yes, I'm walking... I want to be with Simon."

“…” Simon.

Walking over...

You should know that it is not a short distance from Gray Moon to Osede, and it will take more than an hour to ride a fast horse.

This means that Elitoya ran along the carriage.

"Silly girl." Simon choked speechlessly for a while and shrugged: "Okay. Let's go back."

"But, but trust..." Elitoya said with a bumpy look, her eyes as restless as a hamster.

This is hard to believe that the execution saint would actually show such an expression.

"Don't write anymore." Listening to Elitoya's familiar stuttering, Simon waved his hand, feeling a little nostalgic.

The Supreme Saint Elitoya was silent and silent, always looking holy and elegant.

Actually... it's just because the other person is a little stuttering, so he doesn't like to talk.

Simon couldn't help laughing twice:

"Let's go, let's go back."

That's right, go back.

Thinking at the same time...
Chapter completed!