Chapter 390: A Trial and A Harbor

The cat sank into him like a pebble would into a pond. Arthur didn't feel any change after that, and he was simply left with a memory that felt like it didn't happen. 

'Was it a spirit?' 

Arthur could honestly not tell if it was even a figment of his imagination, and Hana was the only person to prove otherwise. However, there was nothing left to remind him that it was real, and Arthur could do nothing but ignore it. 

"Mister, we are ready!" 

His two companions returned as Arthur was pondering the situation. As spirits, none of them had any baggage, at least not one you could see. 

"Hey Hana, do you remember the black cat? When did you see it, and why did it appear?" 

"Uh," the girl seemed hesitant to answer, glancing at the monk besides her. "Well, it was when I first got here. I was crying on the ship, and the black cat rubbed itself against my leg. Then, when I stopped crying, the cat disappeared!"