Chapter 21: Brutally of Pristine

Pristine was all chained in lightning magical spells, if he dared to break it he would get himself burnt with his soul. He raised his face to see Roselle who was sobbing badly...

"Good boy, I thought you were dead...but I was wrong!" The current ruler, pristine's uncle, mocked him.

His sword was still pointed at Roselle, Pristine clenched his teeth in rage. He never thought that his uncle would use Roselle to get him. Also Alastor was nowhere to be seen, this made Pristine more tense.

"Good job mage Ralph Waldo...I will award you lavishly!"

"Thank you , your highness."

Pristine gasped in shock, the old mage was still alive. How ? Then suddenly He realised that it was Ralph's fake body which he used to trap him. "Dammit!" He cursed on his stupidity.

He glared at his uncle.

His uncle noticed him glaring , he cursed,"Y-You son of b*tch low down your eyelids.. I'm the ruler and you are just a traitor.."