CHAPTER 407: SO LET’S HAVE A CHAT ABOUT YOU RUNNING AWAY FROM HOME (1/2)

The Dark Elven Warrior lowered her head in silent thought for a second then shot me a deathly glare.

“…”

That stare… Why does it feel like I just got blamed for something I didn’t do?

“I was born from a natural union between my father and mother!” As the female warrior said that, I could hear her teeth gnashing against each other.

“Gomen… gomenasai…” I dryly laughed at the same time as I apologized, even though I knew she probably didn’t understand Japanese. Just like that, the scene turned awkwardly silent.

“So how far is this place from where Ancarin and Regine are?” In order to break the awkwardness, I randomly threw out a question at a snickering Jezsere.

“Quite far. We would have to pass through two duchies before reaching them.” As she said that, she rested her chins on her palms while looking up at me -that was definitely on purpose…

“When my brother and I returned to the clan, it took roughly two months of travelling.”

That’s… quite far, indeed.

Hmmm… I don’t think they beelined for their clan though. During that two months, they must’ve stopped every now and then, perhaps hid for a day or two, or maybe even pulled a couple of doublebacks. A straight course to their clan would have been dangerous.

“Oh right, I heard from your mother that the both of you ran away from home, then returned with my medium.” I looked right at her ruby-red eyes then, causing her cheeks to blush a little. “Why did you run away from home? And what does it mean to contribute to the clan? I know you decided to return home because you obtained my medium… simply put, I want to know the real reason you left home.”

Jezsere had a really timid personality, at least that was how she acted in front of me. Even a little scare was enough to send her jumping; so why would such a timid girl ever choose to run away from home? Well, I clearly didn’t believe that she would do so willingly. There had to be some secret behind her departure. What sort of depravity or inhumanity would force her to do so… honestly, I was just interested in all matters related to a cute girl. Especially when that girl’s personality was so at odds with her environment.

“I… I… Master… Jezsere is afraid…”

Upon hearing my question, she seemed to have recalled a particularly traumatic experience that left her in tears and almost sent her running into my arms…

Let’s be clear here, that wasn’t because I bullied her. All I did was ask a question, was there a need to cry over that? She could have just not answered if she didn’t want to.

Because both my arms were still bound up, I could only use my chin to gently ruffle her hair.