Infinite Mage (Novel) Chapter 87


Arin has been starving for three days. Also, since she starved for 3 days, Canis hadn't eaten anything for 20 days.

'Huk! Huk! I did it! I got it! I got bread!'

Canis ran frantically through the alleyway. After shaking off his pursuers, he leaned against a wall and caught his breath.

His consciousness was fading, and all he could feel was hunger. He couldn't even remember how long he had been starving.

At that moment, a piece of bread caught his eye.

Canis gulped down his saliva with eyes stained with madness.

He wanted to eat it. He wanted to put it in his mouth.

'Yes, I have to work hard for Arin to live. I can eat this much. Arin will be able to hold out for a few more days.'

When he thought about it, it seemed like a really great idea.

Could there be anything more reasonable? First, eat this and use the remaining strength to find more food. That's all it takes.

Canis opened his jaw and brought the bread to his mouth. His dried-up saliva flowed like a flood, and his hand trembled.


Canis closed his eyes and put the bread into his arms. It was all a lie. How could he gain any strength from just one piece of bread like this?

'I have to endure. It doesn't matter if my body breaks down. But if my mind collapses, it's over.'

Canis looked around like a madman. He even thought about stuffing rocks into his stomach.

He crawled towards some feces someone had left at the entrance of an alley. And before any thought came to mind, he reached out and shoved it into his mouth.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

His tongue, mouth, stomach, and entire body rejected it. But Canis swallowed it anyway.

Better than rocks.

Feces were better than rocks.

After struggling with his stomach for a while, Canis returned to their hiding place with weak steps. His stomach still felt sick, but as soon as he saw Arin, he handed her the bread with a bright expression.

"Arin, ta-da! I got this."

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