My gaze drifted back to the inn where we had spent the last six months. I felt a slight pang of nostalgia as I rembered the good tis we had shared there, but I knew it was ti to move on. However, this ti I wouldn't be alone. Besides , there would be Ema and her family, as well as Lysandra and Elsa.
With the limited ti we had, we had just a week left to reach ho, except for Elsa, who would have to return to her own ho. Yesterday, we took care of all the necessary arrangents to be able to leave today. As always, the most excited one was Ema; her black hair shone in the sunlight, and even I had to admit it was truly beautiful.
I reminded the little fairy not to leave my soul while we were traveling. It would be very annoying and dangerous if greedy eyes tried to snatch her away. Though sowhat crestfallen, she felt understanding, for which I was grateful.
Our luggage was usually stored in our magic rings, a convenient solution for carrying our belongings while traveling. However, Ema also had a ring among her fingers containing both her own belongings and those of her parents. With everything ready, we began our journey back ho.
The first day was a fun-filled experience, with Ema running around and giggling like an energetic child. As night fell, Lysandra used tree magic to create an improvised camp to spend the night. Ema also tried to help, but the most she managed was to conjure a small rose with her magic.
With a frustrated pout, Ema retired to sleep, clearly annoyed at not being able to contribute more to the creation of the camp for the night. Despite this minor inconvenience, Lysandra and I found ourselves as usual, embraced in the middle of the improvised camp.
A smile played on Lysandra's lips as she rested against my chest, and my eyes remained fixed on her as we shared so words in the tranquility of the night.
After a while, I directed my gaze towards the starry sky, letting my mind wander as I contemplated the vastness of the universe. Sotis, I stopped to think that one of those bright stars in the firmant could actually be Earth.
The second day passed without incident as we continued our journey back. Fortunately, we didn't need to hunt animals, as we had brought enough food for several days. We often stopped to appreciate the scenery, marveling at the natural beauty surrounding us. We even ca across a pack of wolves on our way.
The wolves were imposing, with their silver fur shining in the sun. However, to our surprise, they simply ignored us and continued on their way. In the midst of the pack, we saw the little cubs playing with each other. Although I was surprised by their presence, I hoped the wolves wouldn't pose a threat to us.
Suddenly, the pack leader stared at us for a mont before moving away with the rest of the pack. It seed that, sohow, they had sensed that we were not a threat and decided to leave us alone.
The third day passed much like the previous ones, calmly and without incident. However, in the afternoon, we found ourselves facing a fork in the road. This was where Elsa would take a different path from ours, parting ways from the group to follow her own path ho. As I observed the place, I noticed the thoughtful expression on Elsa's face.
This was the sa place where she had been attacked by bandits, an event that marked a turning point in her life and led her to et Anthony.
It was evident that this place held special aning for Elsa, a place that represented both her challenges and her triumphs. I approached her slowly, sharing her gaze on the field that stretched out before us. I rembered the remarkable change in Elsa, from a vulnerable girl to a skilled swordsman, and I felt very proud of her.
Taking a crystalline blue bracelet out of my ring, I gently took Elsa's hand and carefully placed the bracelet on her wrist. "This is my farewell gift, until we et again," I said sincerely, aware of the symbolic value of our bond.
Elsa looked at the bracelet for a mont, and I noticed how her eyes filled with tears. However, instead of giving in to emotion, she wiped away the tears, and a beautiful smile lit up her face. "I will definitely not give up," she said determinedly, her eyes shining with renewed determination. "I will also go to the Imperial Academy! It's a promise, and I'll show you how much I've improved."
I smiled warmly as I spoke to Elsa, conveying all my support and confidence. "I hope so. I'll be waiting for you. Never give up. You are very strong. Don't let negative comnts get to you.
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Rise above them and make their mouths shut. Rember that you are a swordsman, you are proud and confident!" My words resonated with sincerity as I encouraged Elsa to move forward.
Elsa nodded, absorbing my words with determination as she walked away down the opposite path. Although a part of was worried about the possible obstacles she might face on her journey, I trusted in her ability to overco any challenge that arose.
My concerns faded when I sensed the presence of people hidden among the shadows. Upon closer inspection, I recognized the Snow family crest, which made nod satisfactorily after all, Elsa's father is very protective of his daughters.
Upon returning, I found a huge carriage beautifully decorated, though its dark colors still emitted a noble and distinguished air. However, what surprised the most was the crest adorning the carriage: a majestic dragon that seed to co to life amidst the decoration.
Suddenly, a man with a serious face erged from the carriage. I imdiately recognized that imposing figure: it was Sir Miguel, the man who had been my ntor and guide on the path of the sword. It was an imnse pleasure to see him after so long, but what left even more bewildered was what happened next.
From the depths of the carriage erged a woman with black hair and gray eyes, an incredible beauty. She wore an elegant gray dress, and upon seeing her, I could hardly believe my eyes. It was my mother. My heart skipped a beat.
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