Gerald was busy finding out what might be wrong with Sylvia, but so far he couldn't find anything about it and nor Sylvia. The last option he had now was Oscar. Only he could tell what Sylvia's sickness meant.
"Oscar, Oscar!" He jogged to catch up with Oscar, who was on his way to cut some trees and get wood for their daily requirements.
Oscar placed the axe securely on his shoulder as he waited for Gerald to step beside him.
"What do you want?"
"Aren't you too rude to live in a human world?"
"I am a wizard. Can't change the trait of my blood." Oscar shrugged before he began walking on the narrow path.
Gerald was looking for a chance to speak with him in privacy and thus without Isabella. And today, he got that chance.
"Right. Tell me what are the other traits of the blood of magical world that are unusual for us humans?" Gerald decided to approach the topic indirectly and as discreetly as possible.
