They all started walking back to Megumi's home and they all sat down on the floor and talked to Megumi asking her what did she like to do. They talked for a while, meanwhile Mr. Howkuu was still there at the sanitorium outside waiting, thinking to himself.

How could I let them go into battle again knowing they weren't ready. For now on, I vow to never let them go into battle with sustaining injuries, or plaguing health unless it is for the sake of the village. As he held his head down he swiped his forehead of sweat. With the sunset finally ending and the moon risen, Mr. Howkuu walked away from the sanitorium and started clearing his head. Questioning himself… hmm two trips to other villages and it could’ve cost them their lives not counting mine.

Am I the teacher for them, or should I pass this task on to someone else. Mr. Howkuu began walking towards the gates, hmmm Mr. Howkuu uttered as he gave a little small grin. Maybe a little walk will clear my mind he thought to himself. Mr. Howkuu walked outside of the gates and closed them behind him. Mr. Howkuu just walked down the narrow path of darkness. Not knowing where he was going it was so dark, he thought to himself we need to build lights to go out here you can’t see anything.

With his right hand in his pocket he kept walking, then a small tear ran down his face thinking of Yuuta. Dammit how could I let him save us again, and putting his life in danger. To think that we would even encounter witches let alone, whoever those two elders were from The Village of Divinity. Mr. Howkuu stopped walking and thought to himself, something terrible is going on and I have to get to the bottom of it. Even if I do, hell what can I do to stop it. I need to learn how to defend myself along as to protecting the others.

I don’t have art, that is a rare sporadic trait. I’m not from The Village of Divinity so I can’t connect spirituality. Nevertheless, I’m not from The Village of Thaumaturgy I can’t perform spells. What is it that I can do. Mr. Howkuu began walking again and wondering one who cannot possess art is considered a civilian by regulation.

Those who possess art are considered noble, cursed, or either feared. Also, the elders from Divinity are merely considered gullible and foolish. However, those from Thaumaturgy are considered evil, heartless, and deceiving. How, when, and where would I be able to choose. Then as he kept walking Mr. Howkuu noticed he was coming up to the HemYahlasin Tree, should I give this tree a chance he thought.

Heck why not my luck can’t get any worse he thought. So, Mr. Howkuu laid down on the ground on his back and looked at the stars. He then placed his hand on the tree while laying there and said aloud "is there an answer for all these dark and malicious ways of others" Mr. Howkuu said. Mr. Howkuu laid there for ten minutes maybe more as he watched the clouds cross each other. It hit him, that’s it what if I can come up with a new way to defend myself and others.

Somehow, I could create my own way of defending others it wouldn’t be art, spirits, nor spells. However, it would be something damming I wouldn’t to use it unless I had to, so for now I will work on contracting this new-found power that I have a fiery desire for. I must be careful though if, they were to ever get wind of this that would be the end of me he thought to himself.

So that alone got Mr. Howkuu to began walking back towards the village. Down the same dark path that he started upon, all of a sudden he heard that same sound from before. It sounded like a dozen brooms sweeping a mat or something. Mr. Howkuu quickly stepped off of the path and ran fast as he could to the nearest bush. The sound grew softer and softer until he heard it no more.

However he did hear talking while he was hiding. The voices said "dammit he got away, I think it was the teacher, and by himself" one of the voices said. "You can’t tell me he would be that stupid" the other voice said. Then Mr. Howkuu peeked out from the bush to see who it was and quickly he dropped back down.