Incompatible Interspecies Wives

Chapter 68: Formal Appearance (3)

After a full day of traveling, the Head Hunter unit finally settled in a plain.

To set up camp and prepare meals, it was better to rest when the sky was tinged with yellow

Arwin watched about 20 members preparing for camp.

They all continued their work amidst a cheerful and playful atmosphere.

"You cook the rice. I did it last time."

"You burnt it all that time! So do it again."

"Hey, it's a hassle...! You know I can't cook...!"

They threw glances at themselves and Ner while playfully bickering.

Watching those members, Arwin felt the pronounced difference between the elves and the human race more keenly.

It might have been the difference between short-lived and long-lived species.

Humans always found joy in whatever they were doing.

It was so different from the relaxed and leisurely elves.

Perhaps their characteristic was to fill every moment faithfully since their lives were short.

"..."

However, Arwin didn't feel it was bad.

Rather, she thought such characteristics were their strengths.

Having been confined, she, more than anyone, sought stimulation.

But Arwin, sitting near the members, suddenly felt a subtle discomfort.

The rare glances directed at her were not comfortable.

It wasn't a major discomfort, but it was enough to make her want to leave her seat.

She stood up to move to a more comfortable place.

Ner had already moved somewhere.

"Arwin-nim, where are you going?"

Someone asked her, looking at her.

Turning around, she saw Berg's aide Baran.

"...Yes?"

Arwin replied briefly.

At her response, Baran spoke.

"You should not go too far."

Arwin nodded her head.

Whether it was due to past memories or not, she did not like being restricted by someone, but she also did not forget...

She was not completely free yet. She was Berg's wife.

However, Baran didn't need to worry from the beginning.

Arwin already had a destination.

She looked around the vast plain and found her destination.

A little distance away, Berg was training with his sword.

Ner was also sitting nearby, watching him.

Even if she did not like Berg, she seemed most comfortable to be by his side.

It was the same for Arwin.

She had no choice.

In this unfamiliar plain, the most familiar place was next to Berg.

Thus, she slowly approached him.

Every time she saw him swinging his sword, it reminded her of the World Tree.