Bab 855: Weirdo

The storm was still pouring, but lightning and thunder were getting rare. So, the night was even darker than before.

In the basement of a manor at the suburb, Fernando sat in a corner with a grim face, and Lauren paced back and forth anxiously, sneaking out now and then for investigation.

As a matter of fact, even the owner of the manor did not know that the evil sorcerers had turned his basement into their bureau.

"The night watchers were deceived by our arrangements and chased after the wrong direction." After a while, Lauren reentered the basement. Avoiding several traps, he told Fernando what he learned. "Like how we rehearsed before, the other people went to the other bureaus in different groups. As for the loss of sorcerers and apprentices, we can't calculate until this thing is over."

Fernando did not nod or shake his head. "What I want to know is why the black-clawed dogs can find the place."