“Nah, it wouldn’t work. Based on what I’ve heard, mages get whatever is they need to open a Warp Steps from the pictures of the sightings and get there in the blink of an eye the moment someone calls for help. That’s how they caught my cousin.”

The future of robbers and thieves of the Kingdom looked indeed glum.

“What about Magus Verhen? All posters say he’s on the Train.” Jerth asked.

“No, he just designed the Train.” Arkas scoffed. “Why would a Magus waste an entire day on a lump of metal when he can fly and Warp around? He probably made an appearance and left. Don’t believe everything you read, Jerth. It’s bait for fools and simpletons.”

Everyone nodded in approval, refusing to believe that meeting a legendary Magus could be as easy as boarding a Train.

“I don’t know.” Jerth licked his lips. “What if it’s true?”

“What if we can’t live off robberies anymore and have to learn an honest trade?” Zef replied. “How do we survive until we move to a village far away enough that no one recognizes us? Whether we keep working as bandits or start a new life, we need money, Jerth.”