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.'

would have ended in

Silence.

looked at the

two, the other deaths

don't

Silence.

of

had killed all of them, these deaths

the very lesson I have learned

all the way

to keep my belongings and remain

ended up with me getting neither of these

have killed all of

Silence.

train of thought, his tense body

However, his headache worsened.

can't make that

Silence.

shot open with a cold glint as he heard a very

BANG!

shot into the

"Wait-"

SHING!

body fell to

looked at the

leather, daggers,

a bandit, but a stronger one. I felt a tinge of resistance

surroundings warily, but he didn't hear, see, or feel anyone

'A scout.'

Alex narrowed his eyes.

commit the same

arm behind his cloak. After that,

stayed in the wild for a long time, and he had become excellent at moving

his clearing in a wide circle, never leaving his sled wagon for too

Alex didn't find a second bandit,

his sled wagon and

that the night

time passed in silence for

things keeping Alex company were his

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

what?" the man

our best scout!" the young man shouted as he glared at the man. "He went through worse things! I'm

yet?" the man with

shouted. "However, I'm sure that he's still alive! That's why we

be stupid," the older man snorted. "You've been in my camp 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 powerful beasts around. Additionally,

Get it through your head," the man with the eyepatch said with a

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

at the young man. "Revenge? Are

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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