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Halmeldir was in a depressed state after the failed mission and felt guilty about it, although the mercenaries' attack was unexpected, especially in that way. Perhaps he was no longer in the right shape to handle such tasks. To distract himself from these thoughts, he indulged in reading, one of the books being about the southern country of Evan, and other activities. Soon, he moved to Rheims. The atmosphere of the new city had a positive effect on the elf and gave him hope to prove that not all was lost. Hearing about the races and the tournament, Halmeldir decided that this would be a good way to test himself and went to the racetrack, where he learned about the requirements for participants and whether it was possible to borrow a horse for the races.