With the two unfitted gauntlets, the little girl with her magic quickly solves the problem. And when he stuffs the armor and gauntlet into his bag, Akatosh didn't realize that both Barry and his daughter are in shock by his action.

"Oi... Kid, are you an arc sage or something?"

Confuse, Akatosh asks what was his point "Ah… What do you mean by that mister?"

Hearing my words, Akatosh notices Barry is suspicious and serious. "Tell me, lad, did you by luck stole that bag from someone?"

Akatosh was lost, it gives him the cringe especially when Barry told him being a thief.

"Well, to be true it was originally by my father's belonging. It's a dog's life mister that I'd rather not talk about it." Akatosh lied.

"I see, so your father must be a powerful person."

"Yes-yes he is." He smiles and changes the topic. "Mm-hmm... I'm confused, you mention something about this bag."

"Take it that your father didn't tell you much about the details eh… Having a bag that can hold anything by just simply putting it shows that you are one immensely powerful person. Though, I had heard that only three of those bags only exists."

"You mean the sage?"

"Well technically--" Without giving him a second to speak her daughter barge in their conversation.

"To be more precise, the first person that carries one was the most powerful spell caster of all and one of the great archsage of all time." Without taking a second break, like a triggered machine gun. "The other one was owned by one of the great dragon ladies who is said to be the maiden of the goddess. Rumors said she fell in love to a young knight who wanders in her territory."

"And the last?" Akatosh said.

"I don't know much about the third bag but, some say it’s guarded at the 'fountain of essence' by one of Sharum's avatar the 'goddess of luck and fortune'."

Thinking for a moment after gathering what she said. "So, about the sage, is he the only sage?" Akatosh said.

"Ahh… Just what kind of country did you come from. There are twelve sages in this world. Though the most famous is Azageis, the one who holds the magic bag. And they are powerful spell casters, they can cast multiple magic at one simultaneous moment."

Getting enough information, Akatosh had to change the topic for they might think of him as an obnoxious person.

Looking around the shop, Akatosh was searching for other handy things when traveling or dealing with enemies. It was then he notices a few cooking utensils displayed on the other side of the corner. Walking towards the pots and pans, picking everyone part of the utensils, Akatosh then asks his total compensation.

"That would be twenty silvers."

And by just thinking about what he needs, Akatosh can easily bring out the things from the bag.

Taking his pouch of gold, Akatosh gave one gold coin. Once he received his balance money, he then puts a few fifteen silver coins in his pocket. Through the window, he saw that night starts to barter with daytime, so Akatosh greets them farewell and went outside to look for a place to stay.

Closing the door shop and turning to face the front. Akatosh's eyes were wide open, shocked and fear the person whom he didn't want to meet yet standing ten meters away. Without a moment to spare Akatosh hastily accelerate his legs as wild as he could to again save his life.

"WAIT, YOU THIEF!" Ashalain shout.

Stiffing to run fast but still, Ashalain was closing in. To smoke her speed, Akatosh runs through the alleys, give him the advantage by confusing her with lots of pathways. Thirty minutes of going through left and right cluttering her mind as to which way Akatosh went. And when he corners the last side, Akatosh finally smokes her out of his tail. And after losing her Akatosh then hides near an old abandoned house.

Crawling out, Ashalain again appears so he had to return to his hiding place. And while in hiding, he muffles his hard panting and fatigue.

Hugging his bag, Akatosh peeks. There he saw Ashalain pressing her hand to her chest trying to recover her hard breathing. Adding up, tears start to fall from her eyes, a heartbroken scene, a pity for stealing her sword.

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"This sword must be very important to her," Akatosh says ashamed after looking at Ashalain's sorrowful emotion.

The rain suddenly starts to water the land but still, Akatosh resumes his hiding spot waiting for her to leave. And it didn't take long for her to deport in a depressed and sorrowful way.

Emerging in soaking wet cloths Akatosh brings out the sword from his bag. Deciding what to do, Akatosh grin. "Hah... probably best to return this sword to her if... I had the chance. Pity my ass.'' Akatosh smile.

Examine, there are three red gems occupies one of the empty holes. It's no ordinary gem he can tell by the clouds of fire swirling inside. Hacking the gem with a grim smile. "There's always what we called a refund."

Putting the sword into his magic bag and separating the gem from his pouch coin. After he'd take his time fiddling with the sword dizziness engulfs his mind not only that, hunger starts to drain his energy.

Pouring rain, crossing streets, looking for a place to stay. "This is but bad luck, why do I always end up like shit," Akatosh says not seeing anyone for a direction.

The pain surging through his stomach cramps due to running nonstop also greatly affects the mood. And with little luck, Akatosh found a place to shade, it was in a garden.

Taking a rest hoping the rain would stop he heard a female voice calling and trying to wake him up from his slumber. Annoyed he opens his eyes to be confronted by a lovely lady casting light magic, banishing the night.

"I'm glad that you open your eyes, thought that you are an injured person, so I came to take a look at you." The woman said.

Still wanting to sleep, wanting to shut his eyes to call it a night not caring what will happen next. The woman wildly shakes him to my sleep. Rubbing his eyes to see her face, Akatosh was a little bit shock to see the woman who points in the direction at the blacksmith’s shop.

"Well, isn't this the strangest coincidence?"

Charmed by her smile but the pride is still awake. "Sorry for disturbing you miss but I got to go so--" Akatosh said when dizziness due to hunger, he fell to his knees. "Damn… this ulcer sickness."

Strength's fading as his body starts to go numb but then, the woman slowly reaches her hands towards Akatosh

"You can rest to my house, it's not a big place but--"

"Sorry lass, but I'm good in here," Akatosh said, evading her words as he returns to his sleep.

"If you do that, the guards might throw you to the dungeon."

"Are you serious?"

"I am serious." A solemn tone.

Gazing on the mansion, embarrassment overcomes the traveler, an estate owned by royals and nobles.

"You said-- Your place is--"

The woman ignores his words and goes in front of the door. "I forgot I haven't introduced myself. My name is Sheena, Sheena De Shilvia and you are?"

"Oh… name’s Akatosh, I didn't realize you were a noble person." He says in an awkward voice.

"Don't worry Akatosh I’ not a queen, now come inside before the cold gets biting," Sheena said. And once she opens the door, six maids greeted her at the entrance.

"Damn boy, she is a fine royalty yet truly kind and cheerful. Having a wife like her could… what am I thinking I should focus more on being a modest person."

Inside the house, Akatosh was listening intently towards Sheena who is seemingly to talk with the butler in his mid-fifties.

"Madam Sheena, who might be this person with you tonight?" Implores the butler and with a cold dagger eye, as if Akatosh wasn't welcome.

Their conversation and the butler's eyes made Akatosh more mortifying. "Okay I regret going with her, I've should just stay in that shade."

"My-my him, he is one of my friends a guest for today."

"I see..." The butler then eyes on Akatosh as he walks in his direction. "I'll lead you to the bathroom first." The butler sigh, a sentence made of dagger-like.

Following the butler and just as he observes the place, he speculates the mansion was large enough to accommodate three families.

"Smell my ass," Akatosh said. Hungry but still, Akatosh had to hold his hunger for a while even if it is like eating his intestines.

After a few turns and walks the butler stop. "Alright sir, this room leads towards the bathroom, and call me if you need something I'll be here." The butler said, with ominous eyes smeared on his face.

"Thank you, sir, but from here I'll be on my own," He respond.

Washing his mood through the warm water while thinking and thinking his future step. "What am I doing with my life." Akatosh said. Then out of sudden he remembers the place. The place where he'd felt something, after he'd fought the two goblins near the inn. A feeling that creeps his bones.

"What to do with these clothes. The heck with it, I got clothes to spare." Akatosh says.

Meanwhile, Sheena was scavenging clothes for Akatosh. "Aha… this would be fitting to him." Finding the clothes for Akatosh Sheena then rans to where the bathroom was, seeing her butler waiting for him she consults him for a moment.

"Madam, are you sure about taking care of him?"

"It's okay Larry, I got this oh… and would you mind preparing the tables, Ashalain said she'll be coming to stay here for a while." Sheena reply

"Then please take care madam." Larry bows before treading the hallway.

Hearing a knock from the door Akatosh then hastily stuff his wet clothes to his bag and quickly wears the spare clothes he bought.

Opening the door, the traveler yet again was confronted by Sheena and with her are clothes. However, the clothes she brought are that of a silhouette close-fitted trousers and linen collar. There are also breeches with gold embroidery. And thick coats that are ornament with velvet gems and golden threads. It was cloth Akatosh wasn't fond of.

"I see you got spare clothes." Sheena says in a bit of disappointment tone.

To put her disappointment away, and since his 'Converse' shoes are still wet. He borrows the slippers rather than the tight boots she'd offer.

"By the way how did you found me laying at the garden?"

"When it started to rain hard, I had to quickly went to the garden to move the young flower and the kittens at the storeroom since no ones are taking care of them. That's when I notice you on that shade, it's quite a coincidence isn't it." Sheena smile.

"Really… a flower and a kitten?" Akatosh thoughts, and without a warning his stomach starts pleading for food.

At the raining street, Ashalain was still searching, and with her is stressed and depressed emotion.

"Where did that thief gone off to." Ashalain said. Tired and angry she decides to visit her sister at the mansion where she lived in.