Although Elwin had no idea what that Unicorn was talking about, he mentally noted it down, waiting for a chance to explore it later. After all, that kind of thing sounded like standard protagonist material, and Elwin was not about to miss out.
In the familiar Great Hall, young wizards were enjoying the final dinner of the weekend. Starting tomorrow, classes would resume. Yet despite this, the students remained cheerful. Aside from the Slytherin long table, everyone else was chatting and laughing.
Slurping down a bowl of oil-spiced noodles, Elwin thought with a touch of malice, hoping they would stay just as happy a moment later.
Chapter 107