After meditating in the morning sun, Kraun drank a vial of No. 3 Holy Water, then headed to the dining hall and ate his fill.
Holy Water could replenish a great deal of energy and was very filling. It even tasted decent, with a faint fragrance, but it lacked any oil or fat and couldn't satisfy his craving for good food.
He wolfed down his meal, then jogged back to his room, ready to properly test the limits of Bullet Time's acceleration.
Know yourself, and you'll be able to make better use of your strength in battle.
Although his subconscious urged him to avoid danger—as avoiding harm and seeking gain was human nature—when danger truly came, he could still muster the courage and resolve to fight his way out of a desperate situation.
Just as he ran out of the dining hall, he saw Alan rushing toward him, almost crashing into him.
Kraun sidestepped him, then grabbed the boy by the wrist.
He applied a little force at first, then let the boy run two steps before pulling him to a stop with greater strength. "Why are you being so careless?"
Alan's voice wavered with tears. "Big brother, we're going out to look for the teacher. He went out last night and still hasn't come back."
Geralt had gone out? The Red Moon could drive Transcendentalists mad with emotion. There was no way an old Witcher like him didn't know that. He must have had something he couldn't put off.
Kraun wasn't particularly worried. A Transcendentalist exposed to the Gray Fog on Full Moon Night might have trouble controlling his emotions, but it wouldn't cause irreparable harm right away. The Spiritual Pollution was just a little troublesome to dispel—at least at this point in time.
"Your teacher may have had