Chapter 37 CHAPTER

CHAPTER 37

(Past)

LANCE WAS lounging at the back of an old rusty jeep when a call made him flinch. He stared at the horizon, wondering why would a servant will call him on his leisure time. Lance blinked his eyes slowly and turn to see a guy a little older than him with slightly pointy ears and short, green hair. It's the standard look for the common elves.

He signaled him to be quiet. "What's the fuss all about?"

"Ah! Well, your highness, the great marshal had called your father. The matter has something to do with you. Don't you like to listen and do something about it?"

Lance rolled his eyes. His proud nose has a young shine to it. His skin fairly white and full of vitality. "It's going to be me being sent to a school for mortals. Why do I bother hearing his insults for the second time?"