Killing Intent (1)

The night passed, and soon, dawn arrived.

In the forest, in a wooden house, Alden opened his eyes. 

Aether still sat in the chair before the fireplace.

Alden didn't bother sleeping as he replied to customers till late at night. Surprisingly, he had a lot of customers interested in his potions. So he had to spend time to reply to every single one, explaining that he was currently not in the city.

If they could wait a month for him to return, he agreed to lower the price and sell them the potions. 

Creak!

The chair Aether sat on let out a creak as Aether moved. He stood up.

"Alden, it's time," Aether spoke.

Alden nodded and stood up.

They left the house and headed to the pond.

"I'll first show you a solid spiritual energy coat," Aether said.

He showed his palm. Spiritual energy covered his palm.

"Touch it and feel it," 

Alden nodded.

He touched Aether's palm.