Chapter 347: Alina's Scoutings

The night had already fallen by the time Lyan found himself standing in front of the darkened halls of Grafen Castle, staring out at the horizon. The quiet hum of insects filled the air, blending into the faint rustling of the leaves. He had just finished another round of strategic meetings with his allies when he noticed that Alina had gone missing.

A part of him already suspected where she might have gone, and his suspicions were quickly confirmed when one of the sentries approached him.

Rather than sentries, inside the armors are Grimclaw's undead hobgoblin skeletons. But it seems that they are now smart enough to speak perhaps due to the great amount of battle experience.

"My lord, Lady Alina mentioned heading out to scout the enemy forces along the northern border."

Lyan frowned, rubbing his temple. Of course, she did.

"Now this is kind of troubling..."