"So, when are we going back home?" Rima teased, her tone laced with mischief, a sly smile tugging at her lips.
"I don't know either. It's just… I feel like I have to return," I answered quietly.
"Oh? Did you receive a vision or some divine insight?" she taunted again.
There's no way I could tell her—that this came from memories not my own. More precisely… something clinging to me, etched within my soul.
"Something like that…" I replied with a bitter smile.
Rima sighed, her gaze locking more intently onto mine. "But you're not in a rush, are you?"
"No. Why? What's wrong?"
"As you know, ever since I became an S-ranked adventurer, I've been constantly invited here and there to give counsel. This time, the summons concerns my discussions with the royal court of Nuzantra."
My ears perked up. "You mean about the Forbidden Lands?"
