Chapter 609: Zephyr
As the guards cautiously retreated from the borders of the Northern Woods, a youth with blonde hair, approximately fifteen years of age, darted with urgency into the heart of the forest. Suddenly, he came to an abrupt halt; his gaze fixated on an enigmatic disturbance in the distance. Standing at about 160 cm, he possessed a complexion of fair hues, deep emerald eyes, an unremarkable physique, and a hawk nose.
"Oh no! A magical beast?" Cursing under his breath, he sought refuge behind the sturdy trunk of a nearby tree, cautiously unsheathing his long sword. With both hands tightly gripping the hilt, he drew a deep breath, attempting to steady his racing heart.
Simultaneously, the entity lurking several meters away from the young boy also became aware of his presence and began advancing toward him. Through the mirrored reflection of his sword, the young boy caught a glimpse of the beast's distinctive form and nearly let out an astonished gasp.
