Chapitre 689: A battle of nerves

(Meanwhile, Lady Vivienne and Duke Denver Willow)

From their vantage point high within the castle walls, Lady Vivienne and Duke Denver Willow stood side by side, their expressions unreadable as they observed the unfolding events in the palace gardens below.

The moonlight illuminated the scene with an eerie glow, reflecting off the shimmering barriers that held Ben Faulkner and his disciple, TheBoss, captive.

Denver crossed his arms, his piercing gaze fixed on the two prisoners. "They don't look worried," he remarked, his tone laced with both curiosity and unease.

"Despite being surrounded by a thousand of our best soldiers and trapped in an impenetrable barrier, they seem… calm." He said while grinding his teeth, as he could not understand the reason behind the enemy's calm mindset.