Nathalia’s words lifted Zeba’s spirits, infusing her with newfound hope. When the explosion erupted, their eyes locked and at that moment, Zeba believed that Nathalia was destined to meet his demise. Yet here he stood before her, clad in fresh attire, unscathed. A gust of wind emanated from his clenched fist, a testament to the strength that firmly supported his body. His power surpassed her own by more than a realm.

In Zeba’s estimation, Nathalia’s strength paled in comparison to that of a true hero. However, the remarkable aspect was that Nathalia was merely twenty-eight years old! Meanwhile, Morgana, the hero, had already lived for four centuries! If this trend persisted, Nathalia would soon catch up!

Contemplating this realization, a tinge of regret overcame her. According to her calculations, she had a little over two years left to live. Witnessing Nathalia’s strength surpassing Morgana’s in such a short span of time would likely remain a distant dream.

Unbeknownst to Zeba, Nathalia was oblivious to her inner musings.

Together with Maria, he escorted the injured Zeba to the awaiting helicopter.

The light helicopter accommodated only two seats and Nathalia couldn’t be completely at ease leaving Zeba alone. Thus, he dispatched Maria back to the villa and requested that Don Albert bring another helicopter. Nathalia personally accompanied Zeba on the second helicopter, guiding her back to the mountain villa.

With less than half an hour before dawn, Nathalia commanded Don Albert to maintain Martial Law throughout Elys Champs. Then, he led Zeba into the villa.

Inside the villa, Maria awaited their arrival. Nathalia guided both women to the basement, where he arranged a comfortable sofa for the injured Zeba. Seated opposite her, he positioned himself beside Maria.

After settling down, Nathalia inquired, “Zeba, why did you come to Aurous Hill?”

Zeba truthfully replied, “Mr. Wade, I was initially dispatched to the Far East to locate Miss Clark. However, a few days ago, Morgana ordered me to come to Aurous Hill and spy on Gideon. I rushed here overnight.”

Curiosity piqued, Nathalia pressed further, “Why did Morgana task you with spying on Gideon?”

least two magical artifacts, yet he withheld that information from her,

Gideon’s movements led him from Antique Street to the mountains. Furthermore, she monitored Aurous Hill’s internet activity and

only informed her about a ring. I speculate that Morgana deduced Gideon’s involvement when he used the magical artifact

the times. Not only does she track your movements, but she also uses the internet to

gender, she even employs a voice changer to obscure

acknowledged her words and inquired further, “So, how

a specially designed mobile phone provided by the Warriors Den. It possesses real-time tracking capabilities, transmitting our coordinates to

remarked, “Tonight, Morgana must be at her wit’s end. Shortly after Gideon arrived at Willow Estates, I blocked all signals in

lost all signal as well. I imagine Morgana is incredibly anxious. Given her

mischievously. “Perhaps she’ll send the

shook her head, replying, “It’s unlikely. Gideon has been killed and I have disappeared. Three out of the Four Marshals are gone.

cautious nature, would she come to Aurous

venture out to resolve such matters. Besides, she possesses a trump card

their voices merging into one as they eagerly asked, “What trump

revealed, “Beneath the surface, the Four Marshals appear to be the Warriors Den’s most formidable individuals aside from Morgana. However, above us lies the Presbyterian Council.

of three elders, all belonging to the Mirren family. They have earned Morgana’s unwavering trust and have secluded themselves for over a hundred years. Their power far surpasses that of the Four Marshals and

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