38 Discovery

On the outskirts of the Eastwind forest, an old man with white hair and cane anxiously paced around in one spot as he repeatedly glanced in the direction of the huge black forest. The giant forest loomed over the man like a giant black beast awaiting for its prey to fall into its trap.

After pacing for half of the day and not seeing any movement from the forest, the man stopped in spot, his expression turning pensive. A moment later, his gaze focused back on the black forest. Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward, intending to enter the black behemoth when a black Myif flew out of its grasp, heading towards him.

The old man took back his step, breathing in relief as he saw the figure on the back of the Myif.

Crown Prince Lail jumped off his Myif before it even landed as he reached the old oracle.

"So, how was it? What did the Speaking Ink Tree tell you?" The oracle immediately asked as the Crown Prince drew near.