Walking alongside the murmuring stream, the Hero touched his throat, tentatively uttering sounds.
[Hero's tone (soft – sweet – clear♛)]
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"Ah~ ah~ ah."
The clear voice pierced through the marsh's cold fog, powerfully echoing in the wind.
The sound, long absent and thus somewhat unfamiliar, nevertheless sparked joy in the young girl's steps.
However, realizing it was not a time for joy, she quickly tightened her expression and continued to forge onward.
After blocking the blood spattered from the Sect Follower's self-destruction with a Water Barrier, the evil aura stimulated the Magic Power inside her.
By the time she realized it, the curse of voice loss had naturally lifted, and her legs became nimble.
Yet, due to dealing with the captive and sorting out intelligence to report to the officers, she hadn't had the chance to reacquaint herself with her own voice, choosing instead to communicate with paper and pen for clarity.
