Chapter 957

Tarquin had already let go of his wrist, descending the stone steps with the aid of the railings.

"Dad..."

"Don't worry about me, stay up here. If anything happens, just call out for me."

Evan's lips quivered slightly, realizing he couldn't persuade his father otherwise. Reluctantly, he handed over the backpack.

"My brother said, once you find the ashes, put this inside with them. He has other plans."

Tarquin took the backpack and descended into the well.

Evan was forced to stay above, to prevent any mishap that might trap both him and his father down there.

Chilled by the cool breeze at the edge of the well, Evan felt an uneasy depth below him.

His brow furrowed in worry, torn between hope and dread. He hoped that what they were looking for his grandmother's ashes-was down there, yet part of him wished it wasn't.

He felt a deep pang of sympathy for Tarquin...

Suddenly, a gust of eerie wind stirred the courtyard, whipping the leaves into a swirling dance.

Evan frowned, his thoughts drifting back to the scarred man he had seen earlier.

He looked around but saw no sign of movement. Turning to a few monks nearby, he asked,

seen a man with scars all over his face

but the abbot's assistant,

front of

place, which means Gideon's days are numbered. He can't even save himself, how's he

assistant's eyes

word to the

hand when the assistant hurriedly covered

is he's one of Gideon's.

someone so skilled

Impossible!

not lying, I swear!" The assistant pleaded, fearing

deepened. If the scarred man was indeed one of Gideon's, then his sudden departure had to

Gideon about their

his earpiece,

scarred man, he's definitely related to our great-grandfather. We'll talk more when you

and keep

"Got it!"

confirms the ashes, let me

go check

the matter of the scarred man and

you know whose ashes are in the

shook

ago. Gideon never visited! I found out later he was behind my

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