Chapitre 47: Chapter 47

Before I return home, I checked the slum and go into my building that Bob gave me. The one where I put the torch before.

…It's an entire building but the only belonging I have here is a single torch. I need money to renovate it. Or maybe magic.

For now, it's time to check the torch.

I unwrapped the torch and the fire of the torch is still burning bright. I touched it just in case but I didn't feel any pain. So it's still not painful to people.

And I bought marshmallow here to see if the fire can be used for cooking. But it couldn't. So it can only be used to give light. An eternal light that can't be put out. That's fine.

Now it's time to check the torch itself. The handle.

Using my strength without magic, I tried to break the tip of the torch. And it's no different than a normal wood. It's broken so easily.

"I guess their durability returned to normal when they are brought out of the dungeon. Except for the fire," I said to myself.