Chapter 34
Author: Quil and Ink
last update2026-03-14 21:26:33

While most of the other students were slowly reaching their limits after constant fighting, Rhys found himself in a completely different situation. Instead of struggling somewhere deep in the forest, he was relaxing beside a quiet stretch of river.

The sound of water flowing gently over stones filled the air.

"Waaf!"

Gaelion’s bark echoed across the riverbank. At the exact same moment, a silver flash broke through the surface of the water as a fish leapt upward.

The wolf cub moved with perf
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