Hell is a bitch (1)

# Chp 163: Hell is a bitch

It took a while, the carriage slowed down to let the bastard keep catching up at Eric's request, who wanted to practice his shooting a bit more. Apparently, there was a time when Nea was in a tough spot in Elisbonear, back when I was imprisoned by that crazed bastard called the Royal Advisor. 

He was truly crazy, crazy good that is. I should be hearing from him soon enough. That guy was left with a lot of gifts from me, after all. A bastard pursuing justice would definitely be good in my plans.

Oops, I trailed off a bit.

Coming back. During the time Nea was in a tough spot, it was Eric who helped her by jumping in the scene and using his large air-cannon. He wanted avoid being put in a situation like that and being unable to do anything, so he was practicing his shooting.

Geniuses were geniuses, though, he was already a bit better than me with a gun in hand.

Damn it.