WIZ | The Warrior |√|

𝕽𝖊𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖉

【21.4 REPLACED】

A week had passed since that day but Azeal still couldn't shake off the eerie feeling he felt that day. Hanroh reported about the incident to the King but they couldn't find any lead.

"Believe me, the whole place was shifting into something else."

"Azeal I think you were tired that day and were just...hallucinating."

"But Sierra, we are talking about Azeal here. He never gets tired."

"Yeah but he also never gets tired from pulling pranks."

"I am telling the truth here."

Kamoor, Sierra and Azeal were heading to the Training place. All three of them were arguing until the crowd caught their attention. The crowd was barking with rage.

"THIS IS THE THIRD INCIDENT THIS WEEK!"

"What about our safety now."

"Castle knows everything about these incidents but still chooses to stay silent."

The crowd was gathered in a circle. They were throwing off comments. All three of them moved toward the crowd. They elbowed their way into the crowd.

Witnessing the view in front left them in shock. Two men were there on the ground; their face had turned as pale as blood sucked out of their body. Their eyes were bulge wide and mouths were gaped as if their expressions froze. The flesh was drastically shrunk.

Kamoor gently pulled a man's tunic from behind. "Mister, what happened to them?" He asked getting worried.

Man turned around. "A spell caster attacked them last night, that's what I heard. Everyone in the kingdom is talking about a spellcaster who is lurking in shadows and assaulting people at night. "

"HEY! CAN'T YOU SEE? HE IS ONE OF THEM! He is a spellcaster too. You can tell by the book hanging on his waist." A man yelled from the crowd, pointing his finger at Kamoor's book holster.

Sierra glowered at the man. "So what if he is."

"A woman of his kind is wandering and assaulting people of our kind. Don't trust him, HE MAY BE A SPY!!"

Azeal tilted his head with the scowl on his face. "Huh! What you think of yourself, you are a civilian of this kingdom and don't even know how and by whom the law runs here."

Man winced back to see Azeal. "His Highness, My apologies, I didn't notice that you were also here."

"Only the King will pass the final judgment. You can't accuse anyone without giving any valid evidence. Know your place, be in your limits."

"My apologies, His Highness." The man lowered his head pressing his palms together.

"The pact was made out of trust and comradeship; if you want to point a finger against this pact then I can set a trail for you. But don't forget, the final judgment will always be of the King. And keep your apologies to yourself; it won't take back all the things you have said before."

Azeal's cold expression and eyes filled with anger forced man to lower his eyes in embarrassment. Everyone began to murmur quietly.

"Let's go, Sierra, Kamoor." He grabbed both of them and walked away from there.

Kamoor cracked a smile. "You know, you looked like a real royal prince there."

"Shut up and keep moving."

Kamoor and Sierra exchanged giggles to each other.

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