Chương 1244: Divine Crown?

After their heartfelt conversation in the dimly lit cell, Arthur stood, stretching slightly to ease the tension that had built up during their deep exchange. "Would you like me to teleport you back to your guild, God's Blade?" he asked Yurirl, his voice carrying an offer of convenience and safety.

Yurirl shook his head, a determined tone in his voice. "No, thank you, Arthur. I'd prefer if you released me through the gates and into the wilderness. There are people out there, struggling and fighting. I need to help them, to save as many as I can on my way back to my guild."

Understanding Yurirl's desire to make a tangible difference, Arthur nodded. "I'll arrange that for you," he assured him, and with a few spoken commands, he deactivated the runes that secured the cell. They walked together to the gates of the mansion, where Arthur paused, listening intently as Yurirl's footsteps faded into the sounds of the wilderness.