C289 Do You Want to Go Out?

"Um..."

Igrel gazed at the faintly glowing seed nestled in his claws, sinking into contemplation.

"Igrel, what's on your mind?"

Eliza, clutching Igrel's tail, peered at him curiously, her voice tinged with concern.

"I'm worried that a [Forest Fairy] might be in trouble," Igrel mused, lifting his claws slightly.

"But Grandpa Modsart is on his way. He should be able to handle it