He opens the large door to the library and sits down on the chair. He puts his revolver on the table as usual and I put my MH rifle right next to his revolver. The rifle and the pistol look like David and Goliath. It's so unwieldy in comparison.
"Where's Stoner's rifle?" Albert asks.
"In my room, my father doesn't allow me to carry that rifle around," I say.
Albert gives a heavy sigh. Then he murmurs, "That thing might give this family a chance to survive."
"Excuse me?" I squint my eyes at him.
"Sorry, sorry, back to previous business. So, Helen, do you remember how magical spell works?" Albert asks.
I put my hand on my chin. How does a magical spell work? I don't have any idea or any clue. The only clue that I have is that the chanting time is very short, considering that both Albert and Rachel can do magic at a moment's notice. I shake my head after that. I don't know.
"Have you ever heard of a rune? Or a grimoire, in particular?" Albert asks.
