Next chapter will come out a bit late. Sorry.
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Midday.
The party needed several days to reach their destination, as they had to travel all the way to the the centre of the Empire from its very West.
At a forest half a mile away from the Imperial capital.
Three figures were standing at the outskirts of the woods.
The wagon had long since wheeled away. The old man was arranged by Eustace. The hunchbacked man had weak ears and a huge debt. He was ready to sell his own soul for money. Transporting criminals across the Empire was nothing in comparison.
Once Adrian confirmed that the man had heard or seen nothing, aside from a certain person's horrid screams, he let him go.
Adrian's back rested against a tree as his eyes were fixed Northwards, the direction where the city was at. Irene was standing just beside him, her eyes still fixed on the other woman.