"I don't think I ever said I will tell you this, anyways we are close to Mushma, this is where my friends are." Johan shook his head. There was no satisfactory explanation he could give Velmire besides telling him that he's a transmigrator, Leor is a transmigrator, and he is being chased by him—
Which would be stupid to tell someone like Velmire who clearly didn't trust Johan, so he directly dropped the topic.
Velmire nodded seriously, focusing on the ground below. His body was slowly getting fuller and less pale; he was recovering by using the remaining Aether in the Seal of Life.
They had already reached land, just flying above a deep forest currently looking very intimidating due to darkness and constant howlings.
'By friends he means? His sister and the butler who could go against three Divine Generals alone…' Velmire analyzed the information he'd heard, his face tense.
