Chapter 211 - The Shaky Bridge Frame She Builds Is Not Already On ‘Proper’ Family Fire, At Least

Standing with the two brothers she had interacted with more today than their entire lives put together, a certain swordswoman found herself somewhere between treating them like they were close - and like they were just random Guild trainees. Meanwhile, an illusionist drank it all in with great 'joy'.

Seeing her Qat frow and try something right in front of her was always enjoyable.

"Corde hez Iralev and Talva er Ryleon. Both accomplished cultivators in their own right. Would you say they seemed weak?"

The boys exchanged uncertain glances, clearly struggling with the contradiction between what they'd been *taught* to think and what they'd witnessed. The oldest of the two started to speak carefully.

"Father..."