苍狼之灵

Chapter thirteen: Phantom

Karala! "With a thunderous cry, Governor Awusang stopped, tightened his cloak and continued walking forward.

The castle was built along the mountain, and after coming out of the arcade and passing through an open-air garden, it turned into the cliff facing house. Lieutenant Norba, who had already been waiting here, quickly stood up.

The prince knows nothing, and when he left the kingdom, the Grand Duke of Butani had not yet taken action, "said Ahusan.

Norba breathed a sigh of relief, but a voice next to him coldly interjected, "But tomorrow morning, he will know everything

This person sat quietly in the corner, his breath completely obscured by darkness. If he didn't speak, almost no one would be aware of his existence. In the dimly lit room, only his blue and white eyes, almost devoid of pupils, could be seen.

Awusan's face suddenly turned very ugly, and the magician Richie continued, 'Your Excellency, the arrow shot cannot be turned back. Since you have decided to turn to the Grand Duke of Brittany, you must not show mercy to Prince Martin. Think about it, if the Grand Duke of Brittany were to award you an honor and suddenly heard that Prince Martin, who was in exile abroad, had stayed overnight with you.'.

I didn't say I wanted to let him go! "Governor Ahusan's voice sounded a bit annoyed.

So are you planning to kill him or hand him over alive to the Grand Duke of Brittany? "Norba asked nervously.

This is not a good idea, "Awusang sat down.

The wizard Rini said, 'Sir, do you still need to consider now? Between your future and reputation, you can only choose the former.'.

Governor Ahusan angrily said, "Respected Mage, in terms of understanding and using magic, I am not qualified to be an apprentice. But when it comes to politics, I think you are the apprentice. When and under what circumstances to hand him over for maximum benefit, I must fully consider.

Perhaps you are right, but people have to stay first, "said the magician Richie elegantly as he stood up.

Since the governor thinks that the libertine should be alive, let him live. He only has a clumsy magician and a demon wolf by his side, and I am more competent in this matter than your reckless knights, "said Richie, putting on his hat and taking his wand as he walked out.

Don't you need to send guards to assist you? "The governor also stood up.

Let them wait outside. It's probably only the demon wolf who needs some hands and feet, but luckily this beast lacks one thing: wisdom

Awusan looked at the strange figure in his eyes and said to the deputy general Norba, 'Richie won't waste his magic on the prince's attendants. You take care of them. Also, blockade the entire castle to prevent any fish from escaping.'.

Obey your order! Your Excellency, "Norba grabbed his long sword and strode out.

Outside the door is a tall column corridor, with various figures, flowers, and animal statues carved on both sides of the corridor. At this moment, a relief on the outside of the long corridor suddenly came to life. It moved and jumped down.

The ancient castle built on the mountain scales upwards, with eaves or carved pillars protruding every few yards. The black shadows jump like flying among the uneven buildings, and occasional light transmission can only vaguely reveal a hint of blue light and shadow, which no one pays attention to in this night sky.

The rain has already subsided, and the magician Richie walked towards the prince's castle in the drizzling rain, his pointed leather boots stepping on the rain with a crisp sound. The governor's guards approached and immediately retreated respectfully upon seeing the magician's appearance. Richie walked lightly and disappeared at the entrance of the castle.