A week had already passed when Trevor finally set out for the hunters' recruitment. It was going to be quite a long journey, and despite everything that had happened, he still had not been able to gain full versatility in his use of ancient magic, nor was he yet strong enough for the combat that awaited him. Speaking of which, Caroline somehow had not really healed up nicely after taking the knock. She was still kind of bedridden—just that she was not dead yet—and her mana was still depleting. Somehow, it was sort of what his mother had, but based on the fact that he had already been with his mother several times after that, her ailment seemed to have been getting much, much, much better.
