Chapter 327: Lighthouse (2)
Ria made a confession to Deculein that she was Yoo Ah-Ra.
I’m sure Deculein heard what I said, right? He must have, Ria thought.
Thinking that, Ria carried the unconscious Deculein on her back as she descended the mountain, unable to use magic or mana—his state of demonic energy consumption and mana overload so severe that even a single particle could trigger a fatal reaction.
Swish— Swishhhhh—
As Ria was dashing, the wind that scattered through the mountains suddenly turned boisterous, the presence of mana surged, and something silently seeped in, bringing her footsteps to a halt.
Ria closed her eyes for a moment, and with the rustling of leaves, faint footsteps, and the traces of the rushing current of air, she constructed the situation in the area, inferring the identity of the uninvited guests who were gathering—at least one hundred agents of the Imperial Intelligence Agency encircling the foothills like a siege.
“... This is not good.”
Ria quickly made a judgment.
First, we can't escape without being found. The Imperial Intelligence Agency's agents aren't amateurs, and if a hundred of them gather, they could find a needle in a haystack.
“Leo, Carlos,” Ria whispered.
Then, from between the bushes, two heads popped up—Leo and Carlos, who had arrived just a little later than Ria and had been following Ria and Deculein for about ten minutes.
“Why?”