Kapitel 717: I'm Mag, and Now I'm Starting to Panic

So it really is you, Alex.

Irina cast a meaningful glance at Mag before boarding the horse-drawn carriage and taking a seat beside Amy.

She had heard the same answer 10 years ago, and 10 years since then, he had given her the same answer.

It had to be him.

Mag carried the unconscious coach driver onto the horse-drawn carriage before turning to Irina as he said, "You should administer some treatment for him. Can you heal his injuries but leave him unconscious? We have to take him back with us when we go back."

"So you want him half dead? Sure." Irina nodded as she pointed a finger toward the coach driver's head. A spot of green light emerged from her fingertip before disappearing into the coach driver's glabella.