Chapter 323 Ritual [1]


    "Alright, you guys can stop."


    The moment Wilhelm''s voice echoed, my legs gave out, and I copsed onto the ground.


    My breath came in ragged gasps as I stared up at the vast blue sky—


    "Argh!"


    A startled groan escaped my lips as Elijah fell on top of me.


    And as if that wasn''t enough, Aimar crashed onto him, adding even more weight to my body.


    "Fuck—get off, you assholes," I grimaced, forcefully shoving them off me.


    Lying on my back, I turned my head toward the corner of the field, where two girls were ying.


    One had unnaturally pale skin, her long, pointed ears peeking through ck hair.


    Despite her frail appearance, her vibrant green eyes gleamed with mischief—just like her father''s.


    The other girl had cascading blonde hair, her equally bright green eyes mirroring the first girl''s excitement.


    ''I want to be like them.''


    It had been over two weeks since we returned from the Tamriel Kingdom.


    My dull, repetitive life had resumed, uneventful as ever—except for…


    ''.....''


    I rubbed my left arm, the spot where two deep holes had once been.


    Now, they werepletely healed.


    A leg suddenly blocked my view of Iffa and Izara.


    I looked up, only to see Wilhelm staring down at me.


    "You have a tough body but weak stamina," he remarked, his tone irritatingly calm.


    I scowled. "I just ran for four fucking hours without using mana. What the fuck do you mean, ''weak stamina''?"


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