Drakon of The Seven Armies – Chapter 1951

Magnus' frown deepened as he turned to Altair and Mizar, seeking their input. "What do you think?"

Brimming with hope, Altair turned to Mizar with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. "Mizar, Grua is renowned for its tourist attractions. How about we spend a few days here, enjoying ourselves before going back?"

His idea was simple, continuing to tail Isaac was out of the question. The daily brushes with death were far from his preferred way of life, and he saw this as a chance to foster a deeper connection with Mizar. After all, the allure of adventure in a foreign land held endless possibilities for just the two of them.

"I'm going back to Cloud City. You can enjoy your time with the two Elders," Mizar said coldly.

Altair turned to the two white-haired Elders behind him, his heart sinking.