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Following that, Gerald swiftly headed off to save Lord Fenderson and the others. They had been captured as well since Hendrik had planned to torture them if Gerald still refused to surrender the ancient witchcraft techniques after a while.

Thankfully, Hendrik hadn’t personally done too much to them.

However, though Lord Fenderson’s illness had been cured, all the fatigue, fear, and torture the ninety-year-old man had to go through had taken a clear toll on him. By the time they were all freed, Gerald found that Lord Fenderson had already been comatose for a while.

As all of them began leaving the manor, a tired and exhausted Joshua couldn’t help but ask, “…Speaking of which, senior… Are you leaving again after this…? If you are, where are you headed to next…?”

“I’ll be seeking out Master Ghost. I simply cannot continue staying on Montholm Island anymore! Worry not, I’ll make sure to order a few of my family’s guards to safely escort all of you back to the Salford Province,” replied Gerald as a hint of helplessness and bitterness was reflected in his eyes.

Queena was still too strong for him to take on right now. If he didn’t make a quick escape while he could, she could easily trap him for all of eternity. Should he allow that to happen, he knew he wouldn’t ever get the chance to continue searching for Mila and his second uncle ever again.

To avoid that, Gerald needed to get out of this place immediately…

“…Senior, I…”

to come along, after giving it some thought, he felt that he would only end up becoming a burden to Gerald, which was why he refrained from completing his

know what you wanted to say, but you have an important job too, you know? Lord Fenderson and Mindy are in dire need of your treatment, after all. As for Jasmine… I’ll find a way to free her sooner or later. Regardless, all of you need to leave first. If I’m able to make it past this tragedy in

Joshua simply nodded before saying, “…Alright then. You take

care!” replied Gerald before turning around and swiftly heading into the jungle. In a blink of an eye,

ginseng tea back at the Yonwick Manor. Once she was done, she placed it on a table in the living

her and listening to what Jasmine had to say, Queena was now starting to grow fond

the long run. Simply being able to chat with Jasmine when Queena was down or when she was facing a difficult period was enough for

toward Queena. While she was well aware that Queena wasn’t a good person, with both

the same

anyone were to understand how terrible it felt not to be able to be with

about this, Queena—who had been sitting cross-legged the entire time—suddenly opened her eyes before standing up abruptly while shouting, “…No! He’s