Abel decided to take two howling blue rabbits out of his personal storage box. Right now, there were twenty blue rabbits that were stuffed all in one slot. He could probably fit in more if he wanted to. That was just how convenient the personal storage box was.
Abel took out some condiments from his portal bracelet. Then, after taking out a fire magic sword, he skewered the two rabbits with it. He could use the light long sword instead, but that was something that he had a special memory of.
Luckily, no one was around to look at what Abel was doing. Any knight or warrior would be furious to see him skewering rabbits with a magic sword, one that would cost several grand gold coins. It was the perfect tool for roasting some meat, but a legendary tool was usually meant to be respected, not used for heating up snacks.
As he twitched the finger in his left hand, a small fire flew out and circled around the two rabbits that were on his fire magic sword. At the same time, he used his right hand to direct the flame, so the meat was heated up evenly. Its delicacy was akin to potion-making, but no, he was just trying to roast the perfect rabbit meat.
A white light began to flash out of Abel’s portal bracelet. He just took out a magic staff with the “telekinesis” spell. Then, by using it with his druid spirit, he took the condiment and spread it evenly on the howling blue rabbit. The smell got really good after that. The meat. The smell of herbs. The elves would be drooling if they were with him right now.
Black Wind and Flying Flame were already moving close to Abel. They both had this pleading look on their faces. He was planning on eating both rabbits himself, but now that they were doing this, he felt like he would be very sorry if he did.
With a stiff smile on his face, he gave away the two roasted rabbits to Black Wind and Flying Flame. They both got one, and they both gnawed it down in one bite. They didn’t even savor it. No, they didn’t even chew. All the effort in cooking them was wasted.
Abel was being too soft. Now that he’s given the rabbits away so easily, Black Wind and Flying Flame both started asking for more.
“You… agh!” Abel covered his face with his hand. Thankfully enough, only two of his summoned creatures ate meat. If he’s got any more mouths to feed, he would be better off just being a chef or something.
Still, out of love and care and everything that’s nice, he took out four more fire magic swords and ten blue howling rabbits. With two rabbits on each sword, he started cooking more for his companions and himself.
To make things faster, he even tried to divide his power of the Will into five. Then, with his five fingers controlling each one of the parts, he controlled five flames to cook the roasted rabbits. Truth be told, he’s never multitasked this much before. He wasn’t too stressed about it, though. As long as he didn’t burn the meat into charcoal, Black Wind and Flying Flame would still eat the rabbits.
Abel was cooking ten blue howling rabbits at the same time. He was doing this as some sort of experiment, but importantly, he was also trying to train his control of his power of the Will. Not only did he have to make sure that the flames were heating the right parts, but he also had to focus on spreading the condiment evenly across the meat.
Soon, ten blue howling rabbits were ready to serve. They weren’t as good as when only two were cooked, but much better than when the elven ladies were doing this. While Black Wind and Flying Flame were enjoying their own portions, Abel was finally free to cook two more for himself.
When he shredded the meat and put it in his mouth, the taste was so good that he almost felt like crying. He really felt like sharing this with those whom he cared about. He wanted to cook the rabbits for Wizard Morton, Uncle Marshall, the Knight of Bennett, his mother, and Zach. If he could meet them, he could always get more rabbits from the breeding ground in Blood Moor.
In the afternoon, Abel began to focus on his knight’s training. He felt like his skill as a knight had been greatly improved. Still, he needed more practice to make sure that he could consolidate his own abilities.
In the night, he decided to split the remaining eight blue howling rabbits with Black Wind and Flying Flame. They were still hungry after that, though, so they started making noises to get more food. When he had enough of it, he fed them each two whole bottles of the “ration potion.” They preferred the taste of rabbits, of course, but their stomach became too full for them to ask for more feed.
Whilst ignoring the somewhat-dissatisfied looks on Black Wind and Flying Flame’s faces, Abel carried on to make some soup with the remaining rabbits. When he was done, he tried to add it to boost the flavor of some of his “ration potion” bottles. When Loraine was with him, he used to do it with fruits, but fruits were probably not a good option for his meat-loving companions.
After he was done, he felt like a strange change was happening to his soul. He tried to scan himself with his power of the Will, which revealed a grey shadow that was right inside of him.
This shadow was, the “power of the dimensions.” Normally speaking, the power of the dimensions could only be refilled by traveling between different worlds. That might sound impossible to most people, but Abel was very used to traveling between the dark world and the Holy Continent. He could just refill his power of the dimensions by entering into the dark world. That being said, he’d prefer not letting the others know about this.
As soon as Abel went back to the Rogue’s Encampment, the first thing he did was to build himself some human armors.
The first piece he built was a light steel helmet that had the #1 “el” rune on it. When it was done, he drilled a hole in it, then filed it with a perfect red gemstone. The second piece was a light armor, which also had the “el” rune and a red gemstone on it. For the third piece, he built light metal gloves with the #14 “dol” rune on it. The fourth piece was a light buckle belt with a “dol” rune. The same rune was used for the fifth piece, which was a pair of light metal boots.
Abel made an entire set of armor that was identical to his elven self. The only thing that was different was that the human one was a bit bigger. Both sets were in all black, which made it perfect for him to blend in his squad of spiritual guardian knights.
When he was done with his craft, he wore his new set and went past the teleportal portal. Soon, he, Black Wind, and Flying Flame arrived at Stony Field.
Instead of flying on top of Flying Flame, he decided to travel by riding Black Wind. He knew where he wanted to go. It was where the five stone pillars were. He planned on fighting with his knight’s techniques, which he would do better off with if he was on the ground. Besides, he had no need to worry about Flying Flame. It would do perfectly fine even if it was flying around on its own.
So, Black Wind was on the ground and Flying Flame in the sky. They both ran at the same time. Unlike Black Wind, Flying Flame didn’t move at full speed. As a dragon, it had a very convenient ability to ignore all air resistance. Thus, as unbelievable as it might be, it was perfectly fine to “slow down” for Black Wind and Abel.
As he was on Black Wind’s back, Abel quickly got into his “frozen armor” and combat qi armor. Unlike before, his combat qi changed from gold to being dark-gold. It also became thinner, but it was also more durable than what he used to wear.
It didn’t take long for them to arrive at where the five stone pillars were. Upon a closer look, Abel realized something. As old as these pillars were, they looked quite new. Maybe they were preserved with some sort of technique. Whoever used to live here must have tried their best to make sure that they would still remain even after all that had happened. Anyways, that was only something that Cain and his successor would know about.
