Chapter 217 The Road Ahead (1/2)

Before they left, Brightblade told them to inform their teachers that they would be absent for several weeks Though she was eager to depart, that was a common courtesy that could not be skipped

Arran headed over to Doran at once — while the adept wasn't his teacher, strictly speaking, he was the person in the House of Swords ould ardens of the adepts' quarters, casually practicing sonize

When Doran noticed hiave Arran an enthusiastic wave ”Up for soht?”

Arran shook his head ”My teacher just inforone for a while She plans to train me and Snowcloud in private”

There was some jealousy in Doran's expression when Arran told him the reason for his absence ”I wish I had a teacher like that” He sighed regretfully, then asked, ”When will you be back?”

”No idea,” Arran replied ”From what she said, it'll be at least a feeeks”

Doran scowled ”That long?” An idea see eyebrow ”If she teaches you anything good, you'll share it, right?”

”Sure,” Arran said with a laugh ”But don't get your hopes up I think she'll have us focus on ic?” Doran ly face ”You can learn that anywhere With a teacher like her, aste your tied ”Not my decision She's the teacher”

”I still think it's a waste” Doran sighed ”But I guess there's nothing you can do about it I'll pass word to Master Kallias about your absence”

After they said their goodbyes, Arran hurried back to the htblade and Snowcloud already waiting in the gardens

”All done?” Brightblade asked, obviously impatient to leave

Arran nodded in reply ”So the estate, where is it?”

”A few hours frohtblade replied ”If we hurry, we can htfall — and I hope we do, because I' it after dusk”

They departed at a run, heading south toward the mountains

In the first hour, they encountered severalwith a number of estates that could be seen from the road Yet the further they rew

When they had gone a quarter-hour without s, there was a sudden increase in Brightblade's pace to so well beyond the capabilities of normal adepts

Arran and Snowcloud quickly led to keep up, she did not fall behind — after half a year of growing her strength, the gap between her and Arran's was no longer the gaping chasm it had once been

Severalthe way as her students focused on following her By then, they had already reached the edge of the mountains, and the terrain around thehtblade stopped in her tracks

When Arran stopped beside her a ht