Replenishing Mana and Intelligence

After leaving the small town, Sasuke carried Illya in one arm as he sped across the uninhabited sandy terrain.

The temperature difference between day and night in the Middle East was enormous.

Compared to the scorching heat of the day, the nights were much cooler.

Endless plains stretched in every direction, and whenever the wind blew, dust filled the air.

It was already around eleven at night. Every so often, Sasuke and Illya would stop to rest briefly.

Nestled in Sasuke's arms, Illya narrowed her eyes and stared ahead. Then, with a serious expression, she raised a hand and pointed into the distance.

"Sasuke, stop over there for a moment."

Hearing this...