Mountain Demon Castle.
Lord Baya looked at the murmuring old woman carrying two magic wands.
He had broken his promise again, but it wasn't that he withheld the old woman's reward. This cunning old lady claimed she was close to finding that person's location, yet dealing with him wouldn't be that easy. For this, Lord Baya had to pay one part of the reward in advance.
It was the magic wand that could bewitch minds.
It was merely a collectible, and Lord Baya did not care about it; what he cared about was whether the divination magic would succeed.
The old cloth wrapping was heavy, stitched with various animal skins and linen, and the palm-sized patches made Lord Baya frown involuntarily.
Such a filthy and ugly thing should not appear within the noble confines of Mountain Demon Castle.
The moment the cloth was unwrapped, he couldn't help but cry out, "What is this!"
