Ryan took the bow and the magic inventory the holy knight girl had given him earlier.
His heart was racing, filled with a strange sensation.
Up until now, Ryan had enjoyed becoming stronger.
Fighting demons or dungeon bosses, though it had been dangerous, wasn't something that made him feel odd.
Since entering the cellar with the holy knights, Ryan was well aware he had to kill them.
But... at the same time, this was the first time he had to kill a human, and he knew that now humans, the Church, and adventurers considered him a traitor.
It was an unpleasant feeling he would have to get used to, and he couldn't afford to hesitate anymore.
He sighed.
'Well, for now I'll put this away; there'll be plenty to do around here.'
He took those items and stowed them in his own magic inventory.
He walked to the cellar stairs.
When he placed his foot on the first step.
He glanced back slightly.
He didn't say anything, nor did he think about it.
