[Bonus chapter]: Night's Mist

At the sight of the soul shard laying still in Roy's hands, the onlookers by the window had their jaws dropping and their eyes protruding to such a point that they threatened to pop out of their sockets.

"W-what?!"

"It evaded all of us like a plague and rushed into his grasp out of its own choice. Ridiculous!" he was unable to accept it.

"Why did it choose an unawakened over us?" he too found it hard to believe.

Their scorching gazes were directed at Roy.

At the moment, they looked no different than bandits.

If given a chance, they wouldn't hesitate to snatch it out of his hand.

Just as they were about to reach Roy through the window, a wizened but tight voice stopped them.

"Have you brats forgotten your manners? Use the front door to enter the workshop! I promise to break the legs of everyone that would dare to go into it through the window."

They looked behind and saw the annoyed face of the mage they feared and respected.