Chapter 644: Heading Towards the Western Region
Finally, Number Two spoke. "The castle proves to be more difficult than we thought. We have already lost several of our members to it, so I suggest we cease the frontal attack and instead sneak in to disrupt their arrays and formations from the inside."
"Well, do what you’ve got to do," Eve said as she lazily swirled a goblet filled with dark liquid. Probably blood. Maybe wine. Hard to tell.
His eyes twitched slightly when he heard the demon’s nonchalant tone. He seemed to be having an inner conversation with himself before mustering the courage to speak.
"You do know the castle would be easier to take over if you attacked?" he asked with a frown.
"That might be possible if not for all the holy treasures—it’s as if the place was built to repel demons." She sipped from her goblet and then looked up. "I’m here to completely take over the Vermilion Kingdom, and I haven’t done that yet. Till then, I won’t take any unnecessary risk that could leave me weakened."
One of his brows twitched, and just when it seemed like he was about to snap, someone rushed into the room.
A young man in a dark robe stumbled in, his face pale, lips trembling, and blood dripping from his arm. His eyes were filled with panic, as if he had seen a ghost—or something worse.
Everyone at the table turned to look at him.
Number Two narrowed his eyes. "You better have a good reason for interrupting this meeting. Speak."
The man swallowed nervously and dropped to his knees. "Forgive me, sire, but I bring urgent news from the Royal Academy."
That got both Eve and Number Two’s attention. They had long been aware that the headmistress, along with some instructors and students, were alive.