Mister Barum has hurriedly bolted as if a dog was chasing after him, leaving the two boys stranded on a desolate road. Standing beside each other, they gazed into each other eyes and cracked up in a fit of laughter for some reason.
Whittaker said, "Maybe the milk shop is about to close, and he needs to buy milk for his baby?"
Shadow replied, "That might be it."
Winter Smog covered their vision by a certain amount, but they could see the towering Adventure Association building. Taking the stable grassy pathway decorated with lit lanterns on each side, the two boys took off towards the Adventure Association building to return to the Frost Fall Academy.
It was cold and all, but because of mana and battle energy, they barely bore the frontal assault of the chill. Such was the mystic nature of magical energies.
