As expected.
Even a powerful wanted criminal would easily end up a pauper after being on the run for so long.
But fortunately, there was Andre, their little bringer of fortune.
By that calculation, the loot from both sources combined was worth nearly Fifty Thousand Gold Coins.
Split three ways, each of them would get over sixteen thousand Gold Coins.
Didn't this mean that the "Raven's Whisper" Magic Staff Lynch had just bought was almost entirely paid for by the young master Andre?
'What a great guy...'
Lynch offered him a moment of silence, then gathered everything up. He deftly tucked the Space Ring into an inner pocket of his magic robe, his movements practiced and fluid.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he stored the Crimson Reaper's corpse in his Space Ring as well.
Seeing that the tracks were more or less cleared, he got up, called out to Amadis, then dismissed his Undead Army and began to move stealthily into the depths of the wilderness.
