บท 277: Scent.

'Hm. He has the least amount that I have ever seen,' Ozul noticed that Raymond almost had no traces at all.

It was such a tiny amount that he was even about to miss it.

"Did you ever drink that healing potion that the Church created?" Ozul could guess the answer, but he still asked for confirmation.

"No. I would never drink something produced by those slippery bastards!" Raymond spoke with disgust visible on his face when he mentioned the Church of Light.

Ozul simply nodded his head. He could already figure out this much.

Since there was still a tiny trace of the essence in Raymond's body despite the fact that he had never drunk the potion, it again proved his conclusion that the longer one stayed with him, the more traces of essence they would accumulate inside their bodies.

'No... it can't be called essence. It is more like a Scent that people get while staying close to me or 'drinking' it directly,' Ozul concluded with a thoughtful face.