Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

"Master Mentor, here's what you asked for..."

At the temporary hideout by the seaside, the Church people delivered Loren the best harpoon gun and an enchanted book.

"Good, you can leave now. I'll come find you once I'm ready."

"Yes, Master Mentor..."

After the Church people left, Loren placed the harpoon gun on the enchanted ritual he had already prepared, opened the enchanted book, and runes began to fly out of it.

"Loren, are you going to shoot, or am I?"

Laila asked. Her meaning was obvious—if she did it, she could guarantee a hit, but it would risk exposure.

"I'll do it."

Loren was confident in his marksmanship. If it were purely about shooting skills, no one in this world could match Loren—all his techniques were maxed out.