Arc 4, Act II, Chapter 95: To Division Four!

The carriages were set to depart, each of them climbed in with a background of a blooming dawn. The interior was quite spacious for the sacrifice of velvety seats and frilly curtains.

Feyan took a step forward, the rest had entered. "Fwish." A sound caught his ears. The half-elf searched around, his medic pack, his uniform, till he noticed the deep blue water droplets vaporizing from his left trouser pocket.

His brows in a knit, he reached in and took out what appeared to be an envelope with a brownish-gold seal. On the back he read in a mutter, "Do not worry brother, I paid the Ordinate a bonus so that this spell cannot be tracked.

In case you are in battle, you may read this later. It is nothing too urgent. Luciean," all in little cursive letters. Feyan sighed… Still no letter to be sent to the Artevik House, from one Feyan Ishan Artevik.