Chapter 103: Ultimatum
Ansu looked at the address on the letter, his brow furrowing slightly.
Samantha looking for him at this time and at such a remote location—he knew it couldn't be anything good...
"I cannot think of any other reason she would look for you besides reporting on the mission for the Chosen One," Celia whispered. "She has been in a very wrong state of mind lately. Perhaps... you should not go."
"A very wrong state?" Ansu raised an eyebrow. What, was she depressed too?
"She has become irritable and short-tempered, with a heavy bloodlust... even her closest confidants do not dare to approach her." Celia looked at Ansu, her eyes filled with worry.
Ansu thought to himself that the old hag probably felt her end was near. The more she failed to find the Chosen One, the more desperate and insane she became...
But he still had to go. Avoiding her in a situation like this would only increase her suspicion.
Ansu thought for a moment, walked back to the table, and picked up the pastries he had given to Celia.
"Vera, the boss and I have to step out for a bit."