Sword God in a World of Magic

Chapter 50

An hour of silence passed.

Alex couldn't enter meditation.

His body was tense and shaking in anger from time to time.

'I've done what I needed to do,' Alex kept repeating to himself in his mind.

He had already gotten used to the smell of blood, but Alex subconsciously breathed through his mouth to avoid smelling it.

A painful headache formed over the course of the hour.

Alex felt like his stomach was churning.

'I've done what I needed to do.'

Alex slowly opened his eyes and gazed at the body pieces surrounding his sled wagon.

He had done this a couple of times in the last hour.

It was like he was trying to confirm if all of this had really happened.

'This could have been me,' Alex thought as he looked at one of the corpses.

However, no matter how often Alex told himself these things, it was like something inside of him wasn't accepting his thoughts.

'I did the right thing.'

'If I had let them escape, they would have called stronger bandits.'

However, as Alex had that thought, he realized something.

'But then, why did I only kill the ones that carried Ice Wood?'

Alex's insides shuddered.

'I let the others escape.'

'Stronger bandits will come either way.'

'But then, why did I kill the others?'

'They were already all retreating.'

'Would some pieces of Ice Wood ruin my plan?'

Silence.

Alex looked at the pieces of Ice Wood that some corpses still held in their hands.

Alex knew the answer.

'Without killing at least one or two of them, the others wouldn't have retreated.'

no one would have ended in

Silence.

looked at

the first two,

don't

Silence.

have killed all of

them,

lesson I have learned in

the

my belongings and remain safe, but I also didn't

of these two things. I've killed several people, and

should have killed

Silence.

Alex arrived at that train of thought,

However, his headache worsened.

can't make that

Silence.

shot open with a cold glint as he heard

BANG!

into the

"Wait-"

SHING!

of a body

looked at the

leather, daggers, a

a stronger one. I felt

his surroundings warily, but he didn't

'A scout.'

Alex narrowed his eyes.

commit the

and hid it and his arm behind his cloak. After that,

stayed in the wild for a long time, and he

in a wide circle, never leaving his sled wagon for too long. He

second bandit,

returned to his sled wagon and sat

that the night

in silence

things keeping Alex

of kilometers away, a middle-aged man with an eyepatch was glaring at a young man with unkempt, brown

likely dead. So what?" the man asked with an uncompromising

he glared at the man.

man with the eyepatch

he's still alive! That's why we have to check up

long enough. You should know how these things go. If he hasn't returned, he either left our group, or he's dead. Bandits don't get captured, and there are no

the man with

young man's fist shook violently in rage. "Then,

the young man. "Revenge? Are you sure you're a real bandit?

hoodlums!" the man with the eyepatch said with a huff. "We're criminals! We're traitors! All of us are only here to earn money for one reason or another. We're

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