Chapter 344 - Zeal Dominion
Chapter 344: Zeal Dominion
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The scarred bandit followed closely behind Dodoro, trembling a little.
They didn’t walk for very long yet. But to him, it was like walking on hot iron.
He already thought about all possible fates he might meet later, all of which didn’t end in happiness. All the scenarios suggested that he would die under a wizard’s rage and become a common corpse hidden within the wilderness.
It was only several minutes, and he had thought of many different ways of dying.
He got such strong imagination that he suddenly lost it and began to cry on the spot before Angor could think of the right questions to ask.
Confused, Angor spent some effort to learn what the bandit was thinking about.
He felt it funny that this thug would act like a coward, but he decided to play along since the bandit’s fear would make his job easier.
…
In the central area of Water Grasse, there was a building decorated by a number of white clinical flags.
A middle-aged male wearing a blue and white striped robe walked into a room.
“Count Leonrick, sir!” a silver-haired elder in gentleman suit addressed the visitor.
This was the carriage driver that Angor met earlier, while the “Count” was the man in charge of Water Grasse, Leonrick.
“Margot was assaulted by Lone-Eye Brotherhood? How dare them! I guess Baal has lived long enough!” Count Leonrick bellowed. He then quickly put up a worried look and asked, “Is Margot alright?”
“The lady’s fine. She only has a scratch from falling down the vehicle. But…”
Leonrick saw his daughter sitting in the hospital hall instead of lying in bed. The girl seemed to be thinking about something.
When Leonrick approached her, Margot noticed her father and instantly broke into tears.
Leonrick patted her on the back to comfort her, but he soon noticed something strange.
Margot was crying badly, but she couldn’t speak a word!
“What’s wrong, Margot? Oh, please don’t scare your father. Talk to me!”
Margot only shook her head non-stop.
“You said she only had a scratch, Thuru! Why can’t she talk?!” Leonrick gazed at the old man in a rage.
Thuru sighed. “It wasn’t the Brotherhood who did it. It was… a strange young man.”
“A strange young man?”
“I have reasons to believe, sir, that he is… a wizard, as mentioned in the legends.”