Chapter 67
The smell of metal filled the air, stinging my nostrils. I was hammering away, working on some scrap metal.
Clang!
Sweat formed on my forehead. I took a break, sitting down to gather my thoughts.
[Fella of Loss]
Rockefeller easily sealed away any thoughts of the body he lost. The location of the seal was kept a secret for security reasons, and I was also sworn to silence for the same reasons. Rockefeller emphasized multiple times,
– If you reveal what happened today, I will follow you to the ends of hell and destroy you.
His wariness stemmed from the Forbidden Library. It was Rockefeller who taught a student like me its location, essentially putting his life in my hands. Even so, knowing that he wielded such strange magic, I didn’t plan on exploiting it. I feared that provoking him could lead to my brain being magically altered. Besides, he was a magician like me, belonging to a peculiar group.
Rockefeller had reached an unknown level. It would be a waste to get rid of him now. Instead, I did receive some compensation for my efforts.
– Wasn’t that tough work? Anything for me?