Chapter 283 - The Illusion And Determination? (1/2)

As he continued to look at the body, his curiosity got the best of him and he decided to check to see if his theory had indeed been correct.

Rather impatiently, the man quickly made his way to the body.

'Second thoughts...? Am I really, having second thoughts? There was no way my analysis was incorrect.' he thought to himself

When he finally reached the body, Ignoring the blood, he quickly dug his hands deep into the cold, chilling snow, shoving it aside with haste.

He was desperate, anyone could tell from the confused look in his face. Without showing any signs of slowing down, he continued to shove away the snow with his hands, forming a small crater on the ground, right next to the leader's body.

Blood got on his hands, but he ignored it, and after a small crater had been formed in between the cold, reddened snow. His eyes widened. There was nothing there. Nothing.

The leader's legs weren't there, but he could still feel it there. However, as if he had never felt it in the first place, the feeling disappeared.

”Huh?” Laurence asked as he began to hastily look around.

'It was here, wasn't it? The leader's legs... The wandering devil buried it underground, after cutting it off...'

”That's what happened, right? Just a second ago, I could still feel it... Wait... What's going on?” He asked

For ends without stopping, he racked his brains trying to come out with a solution, and before he even realised it a wide smile was displayed on under his short brown hair as he stared at his blood-covered hands.

”Ah... Now I get it...” He muttered as he slowly got up

He looked up and stared at the dark blue sky with his eyes wide opened. The hair from his neck down to his legs had risen as he felt chills race through his spine.

”I was wrong... It was all an illusion... Ha... Hahaha....”

Laurence started to laugh in the middle of the bloody open field before suddenly stopping. The smile on his face had now disappeared, and turned into a rather cold look.

”He got me...”

As he returned to his path, questions flowed through his mind, but the one which he cared about the most was simply, when? When was he put under an illusion? Most people wouldn't even know such a spell existed, but he had experienced it before. But even then he could tell.

This illusion felt way too real to be called an illusion. It had fooled even him, someone who was considered one of the best trackers.

For a moment, just one moment, he thought about tracking the young man once again. But right as the thought came up. A cold sweat poured down his face.

”Maybe another day...”

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Once again the girl was running, straining her legs so that they would catch up to the figure of the young man who had saved her.

His footsteps left no path and she ended up losing sight of him thanks to Laurence. Either way, she continued to run.

The cold was however, starting to get to her. She had almost forgotten they were in a snow storm due to how hot the area had become due to all the action.