Chapter 163: Ash’s path
"You reek of blood again... who was it this time?" Serena asked softly, her voice calm and composed beneath the hood that covered her face.
"Just a scum," Ash replied, his tone flat and unbothered, as if it had become nothing more than a part of his daily routine.
Serena didn’t flinch at the answer. Instead, she calmly handed him a folded piece of parchment.
"Here. Another list. These are a few more corrupted officers who have been stealing public funds and exploiting the helpless."
Ash took the list, glanced at the names once, and said casually, "I’ll be right back."
And just like that, his figure vanished, disappearing as if the wind had carried him away.
Serena stood silently for a few seconds, her eyes fixed on the place where Ash had been standing just moments ago.
Sigh... He’s nothing like the person I had imagined him to be.
It had all started three weeks ago, when Ash began experimenting with the life magic spells he had developed. But casting healing spells in theory and applying them in practice were vastly different matters.
Without real injuries or patients, he had no way to refine his technique, no way to push his understanding further.
So, without telling anyone, Ash turned to the forest. He found small animals, inflicted light wounds—never anything fatal—and healed them again. He repeated the process over and over, watching, adjusting, learning.