"Snap."
Colin tossed a copy of the Nameless Breathing Skill to Orkot and Chester standing beside him.
"From today on, I need you to practice this breathing skill."
Orkot was one of the surviving Great Knights of the Wood Family.
Chester, on the other hand, was an ordinary member of the Wood Family.
He was responsible for scouting suitable 'prey' on the streets—mostly vulnerable outsiders with no one to care for them, beggars, or lonely orphans.
"Yes... my lord," Chester said timorously as he took the copy.
Orkot, silent for a moment, also reached out and took it.
Now dressed in ordinary gray linen, his face pale and weary, he looked nothing like the spirited Knight he had once been.
"Very well."
Colin then turned and spoke to two other members of the Wood Family:
"You as well, practice this breathing skill."
"But at the same time, you must also take this magic potion daily as per my instructions."
