Chapter 47: 046 ※ Horses, Bows, and Arrows [X]

IF MY SUSPICIONS ARE CORRECT, WHY DID BOB STEAL MY MAGIC BUT lend it back to me when I was about to die? This his conscience got heavy? Was it all part of a big plan? Was he the mastermind or just another pawn?

There are so many questions, for Mikla's sake. It makes my head hurt like hell.

First things first, let's think about what I can do now. I can't find Bob now, but I can deal with the mess I created by using magic in the snake. I removed Kallisto from the belt on my hip and sliced the snake into dozens of pieces, which was an easy task now that it was frozen.

Then I used Des, one of my twin long daggers on my tights, to cut a piece of my shirt to whip the blood from Kallisto. Otherwise, it would be strange if someone were to see my sword tainted with black blood like this. And I also cleaned the arrow I used to kill the beast.

Hiding the piece of tissue under one of the many bushes around the trees.