The Supreme Harvey York

"You didn't chere just to hearyap, did you?" After seeing Stefan's gloomy expression, Harvey chuckled and changed the subject.

Stefan cback to his senses, and took a deep breath. "The master wants to see you." "The master?" Harvey froze. "Can you and your teacher not handle the situation?" Stefan chuckled.

"You're joking, Sir York...

"It doesn't matter if we can or not; Master Roben is still the master of the temple.

"He was uncertain about his stance before, but he's asking to see you today.

"I had no choice but to come." Harvey was a little shocked when seeing Master Roben.

his mind, the master of the Aenar Temple would be quite

was just an ordinary old man. He was wearing simple clothes while cocking an arrow on his

out, and a heavy thump could be heard from deep inside the

Harvey's eyesight, he was able to tell that other than a hawk, there was something else that resembled

strong, but he wasn't

no intention of disturbing Master Roben's daily routine. "I'm sorry,

Temple. He's been secluding himself in the hunting grounds ever since he was tasked to

wouldn't be able to find him if he didn't show himself in the first place. Judging from his behavior, he wouldn't answer to anyone's call until he's done with his shot." Harvey smiled; he casually started to make steam with the tea set in front of him. He didn't mind the situation, nor was he hesitant to make the place his own. Stefan hesitated for a moment. The tea set was his master's favorite; he'd be completely infuriated

And yet...

no right to go against either of those people. Swoosh! The air