Chapter 67: The Spectacle of The Foolish

[ALANOR]

"I think it's time for me to leave Greroth," Alanor said, his voice breaking in the end. It was a hard decision because he had spent fifteen years in this nation. Greroth was everything to him right now, but between Greroth and Acrod, Alanor would eventually have to make a choice.

"I'm sorry, what?" Heide asked, unsure for the first time if he had heard the kid right. Oh, but he knew Alanor was thinking of a lot of things, and going back to Udrad was one of them, but this? This was madness.

"The fuck you are."

"You are not ready."

"Where will you even go? Don't tell me Acrod, because I will tie you myself."

"Udrad is a no go zone for you too. Not at this moment. I won't let you go back at this moment. You are just twenty-five. Too young! You still need to learn."