Lette didn't fully trust the words of the two Vampires.
After all, the two sides were not allies, and it couldn't even be said that their interests aligned. Digging deeper, they were age-old enemies.
At this time, coming to say such things, anyone would have doubts.
But Lette remembered the black mud that gushed from the bodies after the Legendary Mage's death, and the black mud that emerged when Teacher Emily Moslian died...
If, if the Tower of Truth's scheme had already begun from that time.
Many things, many people's stances, and motives would probably need to be reconsidered.
"Untie them."
"Boss..."
"With me and you here, what is there to worry about?"
Adros nodded, the Black Gold Sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, cutting the chains binding two Vampires.
After landing, the two hurriedly bowed and thanked.
"It seems Scarlett does not want the remnants of the Tower of Truth to succeed in their plan?"
"No one hates the Tower of Truth more than our Miss,"
