Witcher

In the past few days, Celesna has been taking meticulous care of Limon's daily life. Even with the limited resources within the camp, she has managed to ensure that Limon lacks for nothing.

Lalana had already left and retreated to her own tent. At the conference table, Limon sat alone, savoring a delicious dinner. The candle within the tent flickered steadily, pushing back the encroaching darkness, casting a warm, wavering glow over the small space.

"Where on earth has Didra disappeared to these days? I haven't seen hide nor hair of her," Limon muttered to himself.

Indeed, in the recent days, Didra had seemed extremely preoccupied. Limon had only caught fleeting glimpses of her, and was left completely in the dark about her activities.