Bab 146: Learning curve sometimes comes with pain

"This will really work, right?" I asked Izzi, who stood beside me with a hood covering his bright golden hair.

"Don't worry, Boss--I'm confident!" he said with a huff, emphasizing with hands on his hips.

I stared at the revolver in my hand, filled with bullets I had been made for the past few days while Izzi made corrections on the magical formations craved on the revolver that we had been working at. My gaze shifted to the wide plains in front of me, bordered by magically crafted trees and stone walls inside my private training chamber.

It all started when I told Izzi about what happened these last few days, to explain why I hadn't been in the research tower. As I expected, he looked disgusted at the mention of the Sarterian, and gasped horridly at the matter about the Lord of Lust.

"What the hell--that's sexual assault! In the Lord's own room? Is he suicidal?!" Izzi shuddered, more because he was scared of the repercussion of facing Natha's wrath.