*Whoosh!*
The Life Crystal Ball floated above the girl, glowing with a soft blue light that slowly mended her wounds.
Meanwhile, Leon returned to his spot and resumed eating.
The sudden appearance of a girl from the Spirit race had certainly surprised him, but it wasn't enough to distract him from his meal.
"By the way, Miranda, how do you lift the curse placed on every member of the Spirit race?" Leon asked, his voice laced with curiosity.
Not long ago, he'd been frustrated with Miranda for never mentioning such an important matter.
It was a serious matter—yet she had chosen to keep it from him.
Still, the more he reflected on it, the more his frustration began to ease.
Back then, his mind had already been burdened with the crises of the Elven and Dwarven races—each overwhelming on its own.
Had he known about the Spirit race's curse back then, he likely wouldn't have been able to focus on resolving either issue.
