Yue was standing a top of a rock, her sharp gaze traveled around the tents to ensure no danger approached her sleeping friends.
She didn’t even hear a rustle, nor did she feel anyone’s presence but when her gaze trailed to the left side her amber eyes widened with shock.
Just a few meters away from the tents a dark figure was standing lavishly without any care. Amidst the darkness, the figure’s silver hair shone brightly under the moonlight. In an instant, Yue’s eyes narrowed and her grip on the bow tightened. How the hell did she not notice him?
With a deadpan expression, her slender fingers curled up and she immediately summoned a sharp arrow from her storage ring but the silver-hair figure was busy staring at… Ah.. he wasn’t staring at her face instead his gaze was directed at her arm or her bow.
Yue gritted her teeth and lifted her bow, the arrow was placed on the bowstring but her opponent wasn’t even looking at her, seemingly busy in his thoughts.
For some reason, this infuriated her even more. Just what the heck was he thinking that he didn’t even care about the arrow aimed at him?
She opened her mouth and a sharp glint flashed through her eyes.
“Are you done staring?”
Her voice was livid and after her outburst, the figure snapped his head up with an expressionless gaze. Yue was stunned.
His hazel eyes shone brightly and a frown appeared between his sharp brows when he saw the arrow that was aimed at him.
Yue bit down on her cheek flesh in her mouth. The man didn’t even directly stare at her but a single sight of those eyes was enough to send chills down her spine.
Her gaze was fixed on him and finally, after looking at the bow for a whole second, he looked up, staring directly into her eyes.
Yue froze for a second and her gaze wavered when an invisible pressure descended upon her body. Her grip on the bow trembled and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
What was this pressure? So strong… but to her surprise the pressure disappeared after a few seconds.
Yue mustered up the courage to stare at his eyes with a deadly expression but she froze yet again when his emotionless eyes crinkled into a smile.
Her breath hitched and she was utterly confused. What kind of gaze was that?
The nonchalant expression disappeared from his face. In his gaze there was no lust, no disgusting desire, it was purely filled with surprise and maybe… a little happiness?
Her mind raced. How can a gaze that was emotionless and so scary a few seconds ago turn so different?
On the other hand, at first, when the angry voice sounded in his ears, Kyle looked at the arrow aimed at him with a frown. He immediately sensed that his opponent was weaker than him. She was at most (D)-Rank.
After assessing her strength he looked up to meet her gaze. Sharp amber eyes glaring at him with a deadpan expression.
She was beautiful. This was the first thought that appeared in his mind but it disappeared the moment it appeared. He gently moved his fingers and a tiny bit of his aura seeped out from his body, boring down at her small figure.
She trembled visibly and looked down at her hands. Kyle didn’t think much.
‘I will take the other bracelet and leave….’
In the next second, his eyes widened because an old memory appeared in his mind. An older version of her. A big statue of a strong crowned female elf standing proudly amidst the other statues.
His memory regarding the six months he spent inside the ‘Tower of Opportunity’ was quite vivid because he roamed around to hunt monsters and treasures but he recalled staring at that elf statue a little longer.
Kyle rarely stared at others no matter how beautiful they were but the statue was beautiful and majestic. No.. No, it wasn’t the statue that made him engrossed it was the memory that appeared in his mind when he stared at the statue.
A crying face. Yes… A young five-year-old girl crying face. Kyle’s memories flashed back to the time when he saw the girl for the first and last time.
She was wearing a sleeveless dress, crying non-stop while standing in front of a grave. Her honey-color hair was tied up in a small pony. A group of old men and women wearing expensive clothes was standing around her with sad expressions.
Kyle just looked at their grieving figures with a moist gaze because he was crying as well. His father was standing in front of his mother’s grave barely holding his tears and an old man was patting his father’s shoulder to console him.
Even though Kyle wasn’t allowed to come with his father because he was too young to visit such a place he insisted because he wanted to see his mother face one last time.
Kyle watched his father back. Just to bury his mother in a peaceful and beautiful place they traveled a lot. He didn’t know where they were but according to his father, it was the most beautiful place.
Kyle wiped his eyes with his small hands and stood behind them quietly. At that moment, a small girl with puffy cheeks tapped his shoulder.
He gazed back at her with confusion. Her amber eyes were tinged red. It was the same girl he saw a while ago.
Kyle’s eyes trailed off to her ears, they were pointy. He blinked his eyes but then the girl patted his shoulder with a serious expression.
“It’s okay don’t cry. I lost my brother. Mom said he would go to a better place. Did you lose your brother as well?”
Her voice was childish when she tried to console him even though she was barely holding her tears.
Kyle grabbed her hand and spoke with a choked voice.
“I lost my mom.”
The girl’s eyes widened slightly and she grabbed Kyle’s hand tightly.
“I am sorry. Are you very sad?”
Kyle’s eyes soften. She didn’t even know who he was but her face showed pure worry.
“I am sad but thanks to you I know she will go to a better place.”
She puffed up her cheeks and nodded solemnly but at that moment one of her family members picked her up from the ground.
Kyle’s grip on her hand tightened but he let go when the person who grabbed the girl glared at him.
Amidst all this, her amber eyes gleamed brightly when she waved at Kyle.
“Don’t be sad. Okay. You look ugly while crying.”
Kyle grumbled inwardly just who was the ugliest one?