As night fell, darkness crept across the city. Inside a modest residence, Warrick sat on the bed with his eyes closed. He was meditating to restore his energy.

After a day of recovery, he had expelled nearly all of the Tranqurin from his system. It was no longer a serious concern.

However, the city was under lockdown. All the major roads were blocked and wanted posters with his face were plastered everywhere. Though his strength had returned, he still couldn’t escape from Celestria.

So, he had no choice but to lay low and wait for the storm to pass. As for the original owner of the house, he was nothing more than a corpse now.

Suddenly, there was a sharp knock at the door.

Warrick’s eyes snapped open, and his hand instinctively reached for the sword beside him.

“Who is it?”

In the living room, the Red Legion guards tensed up. Two of them quietly drew their blades, positioning themselves on either side of the door.

“It’s me.”

A familiar voice rang out.

The guards immediately exhaled in relief. One of them peeked through the door’s narrow gap. After confirming it was their ally, they quickly unlocked the door.

Standing outside was a plain-looking man dressed in black. At first glance, he seemed unremarkable, but his eyes were razor-sharp.

you so long? We thought something happened to you,”

might not have made it back at all,” Geralt explained. He removed his hat, then reached for the cup

mission?” Kalen asked, leaning toward the door to

our reinforcement. They’ve agreed to help us leave the

Sir Prescott right

toward the bedroom, the

imposing Warrick stepped out, his

He studied Geralt for a moment, then gave a satisfied nod. “Good work. If we manage to escape, you’ll deserve

my duty. I don’t dare claim any merit,”

scanning the people before him. “No matter what happens-whether we leave Celestria or even West Lucozia-I will make sure you

you, Sir Prescott.” The four Red Legion guards saluted

anything happening

are everywhere. Every major checkpoint is heavily guarded. Without a royal badge, there’s no way in

he added, “Oh,

raised his

Guardians-Jaxon Steele,” Geralt

that name, the room fell into stunned silence. Even Warrick’s

regarded as West Lucozia’s most elite force. Any one of

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