"Understood."
"By the way," Elisa suddenly added, "we've found Lady Kuisu's son."
"How is it?"
"It's complicated," Elisa sent over a series of ellipses, "I'll tell you later, Captain."
Fang Hong had a vague premonition, but he didn't ask anything.
He only glanced into the darkness ahead, everything here was ready, just waiting for news from Little Fatty.
...
Outside the mine—
The Messenger looked at the young man, remaining silent for a moment.
The North Wind was blowing over the mountains, letting out a wailing sound over the Spruce Forest in the distance. The former raised his head again, the gloomy sky reflecting in his Vision—the twilight seemed to be descending over the Blood Thistle Woods.
After a while, he finally turned back, suddenly asking a completely unrelated question:
"Do you know the relationship between slaves and Slave Masters?"
Everyone in the snow was stunned.
