章 192: The Tenth Elder’s Tragic Fate

Following the Saint bodyguards' consumption of the Phantasm Orchids, Konrad concealed them within his space pouch, alongside the real Anselm Kracht. He then turned toward Yvonne whose eyes showcased doubt.

"Another one of your mother's tricks?"

The timing was too convenient. Was it not for Gulistan's intel, how could those guards so promptly discover Eysan's death and know who to chase?

"Most likely an attempt to show goodwill by sending free Saint labor force my way. In any case, it matters not. Let's go. My familiar is currently stalling the delegation."

With an approving nod, Yvonne turned into a two meters long hessonite eyed cobra, whose pitch-black scales glittered in flaming orange at various intervals. In that form, she wrapped herself around Konrad's torso, with her head standing beside his.

"Hissss…"

Seeing Yvonne adopt the miniature version of her true form, Konrad rolled his eyes.

"Afraid?"