Chương 67: Memoir [1]

"Almost there."

Three hours had passed since the train ride began. One stop left, and then the next would be Estelle.

He glanced around. None of the passengers within his peripheral vision had woken up yet.

Suddenly, a flicker of movement caught his attention from the corner of his eye.

Without turning, Vanitas extended his hand in that direction and released a Windblade spell. The force tore through the air, dispersing the figure instantly.

"That makes it 93," he muttered, lowering his hand.

From time to time, the mafia spirit would reveal fragments of itself. It wasn't a real threat or anything. Just a slight annoyance and a waste of mana.

"Sigh."

He sighed, brushing a hand through his hair, and leaned back. 

His gaze shifted to the window, watching the landscape blur past. The train was still moving steadily toward Estelle.