Chapter 83
"Don't be too impatient. I can wait as long as needed."
It wouldn't take that long.
'Tev in my memory was already an elite knight at the age of eighteen, so he has less than two years left.'
However…
"... Alright."
His weak voice lingered in my mind.
'Why… What’s the matter with him?'
Did I say something wrong?
I examined Tev's darkened face, then placed my hand on the back of his hand. He flinched at the sudden contact but didn't push my hand away.
Holding Tev's hand tightly, I said, "Tev. You really don't need to rush. You're doing well enough now. Understand?"
Tev slowly nodded his head.
'Hmm, I don't know why, so I don't know what to do.'
While looking at Tev, who still looked grim, I ate the cake, which wasn't going down well.
But until I returned to the west wing, I couldn't understand why Tev was so depressed.
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After Sylvia left, the brief rest time also ended. Tev rose from his seat, lost in thought.
