Elior followed Professor Aleister without even considering where his old mentor was talking to him. He surely wanted to hunt some metal fiends to build a few weapons. Even though the second trial will not be that difficult for me, weapons always had their use. And it's always better to have more of them.
They walked deeper into the junkyard, both keeping their noses filtered with mana, still, the sight was not anything good. The sun was still in the mid-sky, and they were supposed to be here until the sunset. Not a lot of time, considering there were after metal fiends, it was not a lot of time. Those things were not savage, but they were best at hiding.
"Your progress in spells has dwindled in the last couple of months," Aleister said, still taking large strides in the junks.
