Chapter 30: Missing in Action
After tending to everything she could offer to the town, Illyana sat on the roof of the town hall, helping herself to a whole array of foods. They were nothing special: simple bread, roasted jerky, and some seasoned vegetables, whatever she could get hold of from the inn. To her starving stomach, though, it mattered little.
She munched through them, chewing fiercely while watching the sun dip below the horizon. Illyana had been starving since last night. The only things she had ingested were mana recovery potions and a couple of fasting pills.
With a gust of wind, a lanky figure appeared behind her.
She looked up with a mouthful of food.
"You are late, Master," she managed to say, gulping it down.
The Saint of Seynhold smiled as he sat down next to her. Despite his advanced age, he looked to be in his late twenties, with a darker skin tone and silvery hair that shone brighter than the moon. Most times, her master appeared like a common scholar, and acted as one too, going about his merry way without imposing himself on people. He liked being unrecognised and conversing with all kinds of people.
Even in his enchanted shirt and trench coat, he still appeared more like a scholar, though there was a hard edge to his aura. She could imagine why.
"Well, I came a few hours ago,” her master said. "I did check on you from afar before making my trip to the wilderness to take care of the situation."
"Is it bad?" she asked.