Four days passed like a distant wind as both of them continued their relentless search.
After their first day, Rion made sure not to wear her out; even then, he had to do it without her catching on to his acts.
As not to hurt her warrior's pride.
However, Dora had already pieced together what he was trying to do, but she didn't say anything — she quite liked it when he did his best to care for her, after all.
She giggled inwardly and thought, 'You are still such a dummy...'
Her lips blossomed into a lovely smile, and a chuckle left them as she mumbled under her breath, "And I am a bigger dummy for loving you..."
Rion, who was busy staring at the four herbs with starry eyes, didn't catch her words and continued to follow behind her as both of them climbed a mountain.
She shook her head and took out the item for the last herb that grew at the edge of the cliffs.
She held the twisted, dark brown twig with red spots before her head and chanted in an incomprehensible language.
