"I've prepared a place for you near Holy Peak. Starting tomorrow you can settle into it," Lyralei said, her tone carrying the weight of a decision not meant to be refuted.
"It's close to my dormitory as well. If anything happens, I can get there immediately."
Ethan smiled and shook his head politely.
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister, but I'm very fond of my current place. It's quiet, undisturbed, and perfect for practice."
Lyralei studied him a moment—no surprise in her eyes. "I suppose it's not just for practice, but fishing too, right?"
He cupped his hands with a wry grin. "Senior sister is indeed sharp, and I can only admire your understanding."
She kept silent, but the smallest flicker of a smile appeared.
