The evening wind continued blowing across the rocky hill.
The griffin quietly scratched the ground.
Nobody spoke.
Nobody moved.
Everyone simply stared at the fifteen-year-old boy as though he had suddenly grown a second head.
Arceus Silver blinked.
Wester Silver nearly choked.
The manticore slowly opened one eye before immediately deciding this situation was too ridiculous and closing it again.
Even Kiara herself stood frozen for several seconds.
Yes, it was in her thoughts to recruit Ignis, but she knew that they would never let a talented seed like him go away. She merely wanted him to use firearms for now, and then later, she will recruit him.
She never expected him to leave the clan resolutely and follow her.
What's more… the Clan Master gave him permission?
That sounded even more absurd…
Taking a deep breath, Kiara then said. "Fine, I will take responsibility, but for now, return home. We have other things to do."
