Magic Life in the Empire

On the way from the facility, Cyril noticed the many bodies littering the floors.

They were bandits, and they all had a single wound on the neck; whoever did it was skillful.

I wonder what happened to Rex and Ron. "Who cares? I don't see their bodies here at least."

Maybe we'll meet again in the future."If they keep being bandits at the time, we should kill the slippery thugs then."

Cyril was carrying Myra with ease, which couldn't be said about Jack.

He was using his back to transport Viper, and his face was covered with sweat already.

Soon the two of them finally got outside. The first thing Jack did was throw the heavy body down on the grass.

"Let's stop here. Surely it is fine, right?" Jack was taking a deep breath while sitting on the ground.

"Sure," Cyril gently dropped Myra down on the ground and sat not too far away.

After stabilizing his breathing, Jack peeked at Cyril, who was calmly sitting with his eyes closed.

"Aren't you going to ask who I really am?" He said with a bit of fanfare.