Chapter 84: Just Make Another One

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Meanwhile, inside Lord Istana's castle, Ember Killian and her retinue of Senior Witches and Aura Masters arrived in the outer courtyard.

"Welcome to my city, Countess Killian. It's been a while since we last met," Istana Gleriath welcomed the guests with two rows of witches and servants behind her.

Ember Killian glanced at Istana Gleriath's slightly relieved expression as if Istana Gleriath had nothing to worry about. Her gaze quickly glinted with disdain.

"Eighty-seven years since we last met, to be exact. And it's Marquis Killian to you now, or Marquess Killian. Whichever you prefer to call me, Lord Gleriath," Ember Killian replied coolly, "I presume you know why I came."

"M-Marquis Killian?" Istana Gleriath was shocked before her eyes flickered with realization. "Then, you are the Inquisitor dispatched from the capital?"