Chapter 54

…I think I've got a problem…no, I'm certain I have one, a bog one at that.

That is…

I'm lost.

I got so focused on the problem at hand and on how I should warn the little devil about the situation that I completely forgot one minor issue, and that is… that he has always been masking his scent with magic, and today has not been different from before, and as much as I could somewhat recognize the lingering smell left by his steps this strange magic prevented me to pint point his whereabouts with precision.

Wondering about the magic itself since there is no way that the smell of a person can simply disappear, I find myself completely at lost once I reach the main street of the festival with all its strong odors and people, and the remaining faint trace of his presence is completely lost in such a crowded place.