Chapitre 231: The Assassination (Part II)

Faceless felt a chill on her back. She could not help thinking, [How was it possible?]

She swallowed her saliva and lowered her voice. "Are you kidding? I'm Vorte."

[It's impossible that she happens to know Vorte. After all, there're so many mercenaries in the camp; can she remember everyone's name?]

She did not expect to hear a reply with a sneer. "Really? I never knew that magic power would also gather inside a man's body. You're either a witch who tries to get something from the camp, or you're an extremely rare wizard. No matter what your answer is, it's impossible you're 'Vorte'. I never saw such an eccentric soldier like you in the First Army."