"How is he so brave?" Felina stared at the thief's back in shock.
A Level-6 thief dared to disguise himself, enter a Legendary Magician's Mage Tower, and steal Link's magic notes. The amount of guts he had was crazy.
Felina was now very interested in him.
It was now six in the evening. The sun had just gone down, and there was still some dying light on the flatland. People walked to and fro on the streets of Scorched Ridge. It was still very lively.
The thief walked out of the Mage Tower and onto the streets. He smiled and waved at some Magician's Apprentices that he knew and continued forward.
Reaching an area, he stood at the street corner and talked to the driver of a carriage on the side of the road. Deciding on a price, he climbed in.
The carriage started moving down the avenue from Scorched Ridge to the port.
"He's going to the port." Felina was about to speed up and pursue him.
"Come back." Link walked up and stopped her.
