“It should be around here.”
Barnas stopped his path and looked at me.
“I haven’t visited this place for a long time but it should be here. It’s strange, there doesn’t seem to be anyone here.”
Just when Barnas finished saying that, I can feel several hostile gazes directed towards us and it is different from earlier gazes from the treant.
“My name is Barnas and I’ve come to this place around two hundred years ago. I’ve met with your Queen Aerith previously along with the demon king Roselia.”
Barnas informed of our identity to the elves but there’s some point that makes me interested. Barnas said that two hundred years ago he has come to this place with my wife to meet with the elf’s queen. Does it mean that my wife's age is actually older than two hundred years? Of course, I never aske
