No one answered still.
"Then please pass these items to Benwei for me," Winters said, placing the meat and flour he had brought at the neighbor's doorstep before mounting the strong and turning to head home.
"Something must have happened at Benwei's home; perhaps they are hiding from someone," Winters pondered. "Judging by the neighbors' reaction, Benwei doesn't seem to have come to harm. That old man said 'you folks' and 'those wearing army boots'? Could it be that some military personnel are troubling Benwei? Maybe I could ask that cripple from Qianmin Street to look into it?"
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Enduring the pain of phantom limb, Winters picked up the steel awls used for practice from the ground. After self-testing, he concluded that he could only use the Arrow Flying Spell twelve times at full strength with awls of such weight before the power of the launched awls would significantly diminish.