Bab 189: Danger is Approaching

Two weeks passed...

Thanks to Allen's help, the Barkaley region had made it through the water-month famine.

Hearing about this, the hiding Wyncall became even more annoyed as his plan gradually crumbled.

"What the hell! Where did they get that much food?!" shouted Wyncall, echoing in the room dungeon.

Wyncall had been fervently hoping to impress the high priests with his skills, but fate had other ideas. Despite all the meticulous planning he had put in, everything crumbled to dust, leaving him with a bitter taste of disappointment. Not only did he fail to secure the coveted seat of the Order, but the attack on Barkaley, which was supposed to be swift and decisive, was now in danger of being delayed. This, he knew, would have a profound impact on the organization and its grand scheme of things.

The sound of footsteps was heard from the darkness, a woman in a red robe entered.