Assassin (2)

The death of the city lord's second young master was a big deal. The city lord was furious and Barlow City lost its former peace. Teams of guards made everything chaotic. Drogo and Elaine went to three inns in a row but couldn't stay because the guards were searching.

"But it should be because of Estelle's words earlier, plus the two boxes in their hands from the clothing store, they haven't been scolded by any guards along the way, and soon arrived at the fourth inn.

"This is already the fourth one, if we can't stay here, I might just collapse from exhaustion."

The little girl pouted and complained, even Drogo felt his legs starting to go numb.

It's really strange, the two of them spent days running for their lives in the King's Forest without feeling tired at all. But now, with no danger around, they feel so exhausted.

"It should be okay, the guards have already searched this area."

Drogo was just hopeful, not certain. Judging from the guards' attitude, they probably won't stop until they've turned this city upside down.

"Boss, do you have any rooms available?"

As they entered the inn, Drogo called out to the boss while looking around. The inn staff were in the middle of cleaning up, apparently having just been harassed by the guards.

"Ah, hello customers. Yes, we do have some."

Hearing the boss's words, the two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before the boss could ask any further questions, Drogo said, "Give us the two best rooms and make sure to prepare hot water."

"Okay, okay. I'll prepare it for you. Would you like some food as well? Our wine is really good."

Just after being harassed by the guards and scaring away a lot of customers, the innkeeper's mood was obviously good, and his attitude was very enthusiastic.

"Food?"

Drogo thought that with everything so chaotic outside, it might not be easy to eat peacefully in a restaurant, but it wouldn't hurt to have something here, so he agreed and asked the staff to send it to his room.

Their rooms were next to each other. After the guide left, they rushed into their respective rooms.

Soon, the sound of rushing water echoed through the walls. After spending several days sleeping in the open air in the King's Forest, both of them couldn't wait to take a shower.

Drogo quickly finished washing up, but as he was changing clothes, he suddenly noticed a problem. It was not a serious issue, but it was quite important. The box containing his new clothes, including his underwear, was still with him...

As expected, after a while, the sound of the waves next door stopped. Then, after a period of silence, a soft and anxious yet shy voice came through.

"Drogo..."

"Yeah, what's up?"

It was unclear whether the shop owner had deliberately arranged this or if the soundproofing of the hotel room was simply poor, but the two of them could easily converse once they raised their voices.

"Can you bring that over to me?"

"What?"

"The clothes!"

"There are a lot of clothes in the box, which one do you want?"

"..."

The little girl fell silent. Of course, she couldn't see Drogo grinning mischievously next door. He had already opened the box, and on top of everything, were the three sets of pink underwear that she had picked out...

In the end, after putting on his own clothes, Drogo stuffed the entire box through the gap in the door to the next room. However, on his way back to his own room, he remembered what he had seen earlier and a special thought emerged in his mind.

"The underwear in this world is too poor in quality. Shouldn't I make a bra for the little girl...?"

Elaine was still taking her bath, and Drogo, bored out of his mind, began his first meditation on the bed.

Meditation was an essential practice for all magicians. It was like eating and sleeping for ordinary people, something that could not be missed. Magicians relied on meditation to gather and restore magic power, and even to enhance their strength.

Drogo had inherited the method of meditation from Matthew, along with his magic. One could say that Drogo's mastery of it was not inferior to that of other orthodox magicians, but he was not yet proficient enough.

Previously, in the Forest of the Kings, he was constantly under the pressure of survival, unable to even spare a moment for meditation. But now that he was temporarily safe, Drogo had not forgotten the various dangers he had encountered in the past and those that he would face in the future.

He knew that he had to fulfill his promise to Little Loli and take her to the Silverwing Valley, and that the journey would be anything but peaceful. Although he had an exceptionally powerful skeleton warrior, if anything unexpected happened and the skeleton warrior couldn't help, everything would depend on him alone.

But with his current strength, what could he do? The encounter with Chandler of the McKee family had already proven that his strength was not enough.

Therefore, he had to improve his strength, for the sake of fulfilling his promise to Little Loli, for himself, for his goal, and even for the goal he had vowed to keep hidden in his heart forever, he had to make himself stronger. And the only way to do that now was to improve his magic power and master stronger magic. So meditation was something he had to do in every spare moment.

Soon, Drogo fell into a wonderful world. Magic elements, which could even be described as cute, surrounded Drogo. It was as if elves were dancing around him.

He also saw these elf-like magic elements penetrate into his body, and then come out, but some of them quietly merged into the magic seed in his body...