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After finishing the discussion at the round table, Eugene went outside. Ivatar was nowhere to be seen.
The warriors of Zoran recognized Eugene and bowed their heads in greeting. Eugene found a few familiar faces among them.
These were warriors who had participated in the war with the Kochilla Tribe. He waved back to them before heading deeper into the forest, which had been swept up in the aftermath of the battle.
It did not prove difficult to find Ivatar’s towering figure. Not far after venturing into the forest, Eugene saw Ivatar’s back.
“Still feeling down, huh?” Eugene asked as he approached.
Ivatar turned around abruptly. His face was scrunched up in frustration, and he sighed deeply.
“I was thinking,” Ivatar said.
“About what? How strong that bastard was and how powerless you were?” retorted Eugene.
Eugene's teasing words would have provoked anger from anyone else, but strangely, Ivatar didn’t feel offended when Eugene said them.
Was it because Eugene was stronger than him? No, it was something else. Because even if the opponent was stronger than him, Ivatar wouldn’t endure such an insult.
Eugene’s words… didn’t feel like mockery. He could tell. Strangely enough, it felt as if Eugene really knew everything, as if he had experienced it himself long ago.
“Yeah,” Ivatar eventually shook his head while chuckling. “I was born in the forest, but I understand the world. Even before I ventured out, I knew I had to understand the outside, the world beyond.”
Ivatar had always been an unusual and intriguing person since their first meeting.
He was a successor to a prominent tribe...
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