Anfey was supposed to be happy after being saved at a dangerous time, but the one who did a nice thing for Anfey was anonymous. He disappeared in the dark with no desire for fame or wealth. It was a respectful demeanor. However, Anfey did not feel happy at all.
Seeing Zeda bullying and stirring things up on purpose, Anfey had a weird feeling that Prince Wester did not want to make the situation too serious. Judging by the way Zeda had acted, he must have been told to do so or been involved in some conspiracy. What Zeda did would anger both Saul and Wester, and he wouldn’t be able to get anything from either side. Who would benefit from it if things became bad? There should be a third person! Being saved was not always a good thing. Who knew whether the person who saved Anfey came here by following him or the knights? Which side was he on? It even proved that the person who saved Anfey wanted to use Saul’s students to do something.
"Anfey, did you see who helped us?" Christian quickly walked towards Anfey.
"No." Anfey shook his head.
Seven knights quietly laid there. Some of them did not even have the shape of a human body anymore. Even the mature and confident Christian became panicked. He frowned. "Necromancer?" His eyes were looking at the two rotten bodies.
Anfey walked up slowly, picked up a string of clothing, and moved back a few steps. He stopped breathing for a moment before bringing the piece of clothing close to his nose and taking a breath. The first scent was a slight cosmetic fragrance, followed by a disgusting rotting smell. Anfey didn’t know that the clothing came from the rotten body not far from him.
Anfey was in thought for a moment. He tossed the piece of clothing away, walked to the carriage, and jumped into it.
"Anfey, do we… continue forward?" Niya asked in a low voice. She had been in danger several times today. Her heart was numb.
Anfey asked, "No, who is familiar with the nearby roads? We should turn to the south now."
"We should continue to Green City. There’s a crossroads to the south that is not far from Green City. After passing the crossroads, keep going straight. There we will find the city of Baidah, where we can take a boat at the ferry. The boat will take us down to Lagan, which is only a few miles away from Forest Clarm," Zubin said.
Everyone’s eyes were on Zubin. He never had the chance to talk that much in one breath. It surprised everybody a little bit.
Anfey did not hesitate for a bit. He nodded. "Alright, let’s take the route Zubin told us. Zubin, do you know how to drive a carriage?"
"Yes."
"Can you take over the carriage to let Miss Niya get some rest?"
Zubin held out his hands without any words, and Niya quietly passed the horse whip to Zubin and went inside the carriage. She actually felt a little tired.
"Zubin, how long does it take to get to Green City?" Anfey asked.
"We can get there before dusk if we do not stop on the way."
"Can you get us there?"
"No problem."
"Then let’s go." Anfey took attention away from the surroundings in the dark. His sensing ability was limited. If the nice "powerful" person chose to follow them, there was no way Anfey would know where he was hiding. Saul had said that one’s sensing ability depended on how strong their focus was. He needed to spend a lot more time practicing his focus later on. He had read a lot of magic books about it, but never found any specific training techniques for it. Mages improved their focus naturally through meditation. Right! Meditation…
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In the palace on Mount St. Brunswick, on the first floor under the arch, a man and woman lay together on a bed in a bedroom. Their position was flirty. The woman’s long legs wrapped around the guy’s waist. She moved like she could not take any more sensations, moaning quietly. The guy reached his hand into her shirt while squeezing her round and curvy butt with his other hand.
A maid walked in. "My lord, Mr. Brufit wants to see you."
"This stupid guy…" That man muttered and sat up. He was Wester, the prince of the Maho Empire. He got off the bed and grabbed the crystal ball on the end table. He shook his head and bent down to take out a cup from under the end table, slamming it onto the wall. The cup crashed into the wall. Wester yelled with full strength, "Get out! All of you! I do not want to see any of you!"
Wester sounded furious, but his face had a smile. He winked at the maid after the yell.
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