The World's Fastest Horse, for Real

"That was the end of the world of the living, yet not quite the realm of death... I was accustomed to calling it Limbo. But by British wizarding convention, it was more often known as Misty Illusion."

Manus looked at the letter before him, understanding dawning on his face.

So that was it. Limbo Prison, Misty Illusion—the strange world had been this place...

Manus had searched through many books regarding that peculiar world without finding a definite answer. Afterward, he had explored it several times, but aside from measuring the positional changes caused by traveling back and forth between the two worlds, he had made no substantive progress.

After thinking it over, Manus had described it in a letter to Nicolas and asked him about it. After all, the other man was over six hundred years old; his knowledge of the world was not something Manus could match simply by reading a few books about it.

To his surprise, Manus received Nicolas's reply just three days later—the fastest letter he had ever received from him.

The wording of the letter made it clear that Nicolas was curious and concerned about why Manus had come into contact with a place that people normally encountered only when near death.

However, since Manus was still alive and able to write him a letter asking about it, that at least meant his life was not in danger. So Nicolas had merely written back as quickly as possible with a detailed introduction to the place and some warnings.

Manus smoothly filtered out the warnings telling him not to try replicating his entry into Misty Illusion, extracting only the information from the introduction.

It was not that Manus refused to heed advice. Nicolas had simply taken it for granted that Manus had entered Misty Illusion by