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.

man dressed in black. At first glance, he seemed

What took you so long? We thought something happened to you,” Kalen Juggs, a burly man with a thick

If I hadn’t been careful, I might not have made it back at all,” Geralt explained. He removed his hat, then reached for the cup of water on the table and drank it

did you complete the mission?” Kalen asked, leaning toward the door

with our reinforcement. They’ve agreed to help us leave the city tonight,”

great. I’ll inform Sir Prescott right away.” Kalen’s

he turned toward the bedroom,

stepped out, his complexion

Geralt for a moment, then gave a satisfied nod. “Good work.

I don’t dare claim any merit,” Geralt

Warrick said, scanning the people before him. “No matter what happens-whether we leave Celestria or even West Lucozia-I will make sure you live in wealth and comfort

Prescott.” The four Red Legion guards

happening outside?”

and patrols are everywhere. Every major checkpoint is heavily guarded. Without a royal badge,

if remembering something important, he added, “Oh, and I think I saw

raised his eyebrows.

Steele,” Geralt

room

well -known throughout the military. They were widely regarded as West Lucozia’s most elite

His strength was unfathomable-even at his peak, Warrick wasn’t confident he could defeat Jaxon. If the Draken Guardians ever cornered them, there would

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