Chapter 347: Journey
A few minutes later, Charles erased most of her memories, swiftly unsheathed the black dagger from his waist, and plunged it into her throat.
The Red Human woman twitched for a few seconds and finally went motionless.
'Good.' Charles nodded his head, took a drop of her blood, let it drop on his palm, and started to shape-shift.
Once he changed himself into a 25-years-old looking woman, he removed her dress, shoes, and ornaments and then wore them one by one.
"Hanna… What a nice name."
Muttering inwardly, he turned his gaze towards the six-legged horse and grinned.
Meanwhile, the horse got frightened by his grin and started to back away.
"Riack." He muttered in a strange language called Fars Language, conjured a ball of red flame, and tossed it on the dead woman's body.
On the other hand, the horse seemed to have been enchanted by that word and started running towards him!
