42 One Misfortune After Another 6yr

Translator: Nyoi_Bo_StudioEditor: Nyoi_Bo_Studio

"Shawn, what did you see?" An old man stood quietly under the starry sky. It was hard to tell his age; his long white hair was blowing in the air, and his face was battered with deep wrinkles, looking like they were carved with knives. The folds of his eyelids were saggy, as if they couldn’t hold the weight and were trying to squeeze his eyes into slits. He looked weak, but his voice was deep and as loud as a bell, putting pressure on others.

"It’s weird. A fire mage, a swordsman, and… a necromancer. When did Saul start to work with a necromancer?" A guy named Shawn asked, standing up. "The ground is still warm from the lava. They must have left recently. Professor, we can still catch them."

"Ok, then…" The old man’s face grew stern, and he turned to the side. Shawn also turned around at the same time.

A sword-light flashed in the dark to their side, about a hundred meters away from them, shooting directly at the old man.

The old man didn’t even move slightly when he saw the sword-light shooting at him. He waved at it like he was waving away flies. The sword-light shattered into numerous specks of light and then disappeared.

Ernest slowly walked out of th