Da Fei returned to Radiant City, and the elegant, crisp sound of a harp floated from the deck of the Flying. It was, without a doubt, Selvia practicing her harp every chance she got. So hardworking, it must make Anlicia feel some way, huh?
Feeling sentimental, Da Fei looked around. Anlicia was out shopping with Little Bilbo and hadn't come back yet. Or rather, she was preparing for departure. Whatever, there was still a little time before nightfall.
For Little Bilbo, who had grown up in the World Tree Space, this was undoubtedly his first time seeing the big city, especially a massive metropolis like the capital of the Elf Kingdom. The significance was bound to be extraordinary.
