Warlock Apprentice

Following the direction told by the woman, they traveled for several dozen more kilometers until they saw a campsite at the edge of a large lake.

Neighing horses, laughing marauders, and crying women.

“Mister Padt… That woman meant to guide us to these people, right?” Tulu looked at the bandits and a number of cages in which more people were trembling in the night wind because they didn’t have any clothing.

“You just noticed?” Angor didn’t seem concerned.

“A*shole.” Tulu spat. “If we were mortal travelers, we would have fallen into her trap. You shouldn’t have given the prick anything to wear and just let her freeze to death.”

“Pfft. We went to her on Gondola. Do you really think she took us for common mortals? I don’t see a problem with her action. We were looking for people, and she showed us people.”

“Yeah but… She’s using us. That doesn’t feel right. Don’t you feel angry at her, Mister Padt?”

“What? Do you want to turn back and give her a lesson?” Angor maintained his plain look. “I’ll not stop you if that’s your wish.”

The woman jerked her head back up upon hearing Angor’s voice.

Tulu was just as surprised to hear Angor suddenly speaking in a completely different accent he never heard before.

“You’re from Goldspink?!” the woman exclaimed in shock.

“Just like you.” Angor grinned.

Angor just used a more gentle and distinctive tone for speaking, which was popular among noble members of the Goldspink Empire. Such an accent was usually favored by women because it sounded emotionally attractive, while men… not so much, as such a voice would make them less manly.

Knowing Angor’s origin, the woman and the other prisoners all relaxed.

“We did come from a village, sir. I’m Rinya, and these people are my subjects. We are currently inside Sumai Colony. My family owns it. Or… we used to.”

“Heylan Imperial occupied the entire Inkhorn Province, you say? Did Heylan win the war against Goldspink?” asked Angor.

Rinya gave Angor another careful look.

“Not completely, but Heylan has advanced a lot. They already took Inkhorn and Moondrop along with many provinces along the coast.”

Angor suddenly felt his heart drop. Grue Town was under the administration of Yamei Province, which was also a coastal state.

Also, Yamei was not very far from the front line of the war. His family was responsible for providing provision to the vanguard camps.

“Is Yamei still fine?” he quickly asked.

“Well, last time I heard, Yamei is protected by the Morn Family and has yet to suffer any real damage yet. But… I don’t know how long they can last.”

Angor felt reassured because this meant his home was safe. However, Rinya’s information might be outdated. The situation of war could always change rapidly.

“Can you tell me how to reach Yamei Province from here?”