บท 1818: Frozen Fountain of Blood

Wilfer's expression turned serious when he realized that some kind of conspiracy was brewing.

"Who are you?" he asked, looking at the man vigilantly. "Guards!" he shouted, calling forth his royal guards who should be nearby, mixed with the crowd in disguise.

Wilfer also had a bad feeling at this point, making him believe that a part of what the man had said was true. The Eldorathian king was really not in good shape the last few years. However, if he was dead, it had to be an assassination.

Wilfer was about to get up from his seat but was made to stay seated by Eren's simple gaze. Of course, Eren had also informed Arman not to make any bold moves, preventing him from leaving his position.

"Hm? This sack— it's empty?"

The E-Ranked man who wanted to kill Wilfer realized that there was something wrong with the plan. The alchemy sack he was handed didn't have the weapons he wanted.