Eliza, Old Moran, Petel and I all sat around a table and sipped at the tea that Petel had poured for us.

We were sharing any information we had: past incidents, the current situation, what we must do going forward. We made all of this clear.


“Well, in other words, it means that everything is on the shoulders of young Kururi here.”



Click Donate For More Chapters
Next Chapter(s) on Patreon