บท 583: A Tight Spot

Arthur stared at the head of the Avens Runic Guards, who did not take his demands well. He was offended that Arthur even asked to meet the Ghost Ruler, and his aura betrayed his rage.

"An apprentice runemaster dares claim that knowledge?" the captain fumed. "And you think attacking one of my knights is an offense I would just forget?"

His rage was justifiable, Arthur knew, but he did not have time for this. Every second he wastes here feels like a stab to his urgent heart because he knows his father is deranged. This made Arthur try to do something he had never considered.

"Please let me leave," he bowed his head slightly. "My family is in danger, and I need to get there," he told the truth with sincerity. Avens Runic Guards were taken aback by the change in his attitude, and the captain was among them.

"Do you think such lies would work against me?"