Anya just wanted to nod slightly, but as if she felt that what Cesare said was not entirely accurate, she shook her wet little head.

Her bright red hair swayed rapidly with her movements, causing droplets of water to splash out of her hair like glittering beads, like a cute cat or a cheerful cardinal shaking its feathers.

As the rain fell, the girl's hair gradually became dry, regaining its natural shine and fluffy appearance, giving off a cleansed fragrance that stood out in the heavy rain.

"Not only that, but going to the southern continent is just the beginning of my dream."

He seems to be happy to talk about his dreams......

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