Chapter 17: The Tales of Beedle the Bard! (3)
The question was not about how, but when.
It had to be fast. It had to be incredibly fast, for not even the legendary wizard to notice. Mr. Beedle was often in his scared, crazy state. Often didn’t mean all the time, though. So, Kai needed to be as fluid as thin morning mist, and as quick as the bolt of lightning.
Yet, the question had persisted. When? When to swap?
The moment Desmond had talked to Kai about his mission’s nature, this one thing had been taking roots in his mind; in his heart even more so. The lure was so great, so enticing, that Kai could scarcely think about something else.
When he saw the similar-looking black book in Shae’s hands, during their break after crossing Hidden Moor Hills, that greed had erupted with a bang.
Shae’s black book was the key.
The opportunity had come so suddenly that Kai had to rely on his beastly instincts. It was the attack from the official wizard, Peter.
With his hands around Mr. Beedle, Kai had crashed over the rocks. The legendary wizard must have high Mana, Kai knew. But Defense? It was another thing. The impact was tremendous, shaking both their figures.
It was then. In a single motion, Kai had thrust the ordinary book in between Mr. Beedle’s hand and his chest.
By the time he stood back up, facing the official wizard, he had already swapped the real book, sending it to his Inventory.
Smooth! Swift! Snaky!