Chapter 1625: About Your Father

Chapter 1625: About Your Father



The director looked at Ning with half his body inside the door. "No, this is private," the old man said. "Please step out."

Ning looked at the director and then over to Shara. "Oh... Shara, do you want me to leave?"

"No, I want him to be here too," Shara said.

Ning had taught her a few things yesterday, especially regarding the uniqueness of her situation and how whatever was happening to her may not just be a good thing.

He had repeated those words this morning before he left her, so she knew not to be alone with strangers. The gold she carried wasn't even the most precious thing about her anymore.

The old man looked at her with an awkward smile. "But this is important," he said. "This is about your father."

Shara's eyes widened. "My... father?"

All thoughts seem to go out of her head when hearing that. She had barely ever known her father and had never known more than she wanted to. And now... was the thing happening to her something related to her father?N/nêw n0vel chap/ers are published o/n n0v/e/(lb)i(n.)co/m

The old man nodded. "We must speak in private about this. If you still wish to relay this information to the young man, you are free to do so afterward."

Shara looked toward Ning, an expression of plea appearing on her face.

Ning sighed. "I'll wait outside the," he said, closing the door shut. She stood outside, trying to listen to the words inside, but aside from basic murmurs, he couldn't make out much of what they were saying at all.

'Curse this body,' Ning thought. He tried leaning against the door to hear things clearer, but the footsteps he heard were louder than the soft whispers inside.

Ning waited for the footsteps to pass, but it didn't. It stopped right next to him. He looked to the side and saw two men standing next to him.

One of the men was tall with broad shoulders, carrying a sword on his back. His eyes were... sunken wasn't even the right word. It was outright hollow.

The man... was not a man at all. It was an undead. A dead summoned by necromancers.

Next to him was the bald man that Ning had seen the other day was there as well. Ning couldn't help but frown at the sight of him.

"You shouldn't be eavesdropping on the director's conversation," the bald man said, leaning on the side of the hallway. "That's bad manners."

"And is the carriage ready to leave?" the old man asked.

"Anytime," he said.

"Good, we'll be leaving now," he said. "Have Niu bring her down."

Ning frowned. "You're taking Shara somewhere?" he asked, getting up to reach for the door.

The old man grabbed his hand. "I'm sorry, but I cannot let you go in there. The situation has changed. This is no longer the business of a single Spirit Department or even the Grand Duchy. Even if you were the Duke himself, I would have to ask you to stay out of this."

"What are you talking about?" Ning asked, frowning. He felt really bad about this.

"This is the Empire's matter, so people from the Empire will come by in a few days to settle this. If you want to get out of this scot-free, you better not involve yourself any more than you already have."

Ning pulled his hand out of the man's grasp and pushed open the door, entering to see Shara fast asleep on the bed.

"What did you do to her?" Ning asked.

"Nothing. It's just my power," the old man said. "She's fast asleep is all."

"Why?" Ning asked, turning around.

"So we can take her to the department without any trouble," the old man said. "Young man, you should really stay away from this situation. You do not understand what you're getting

yourself into."

Ning started getting angry. "Are you going to kill her?" he asked.

"What? No!" the man nearly shouted. "I don't know what the empire will do about her. She

will be their trouble once they get her."

"Why? Why the empire?" Ning asked. "What does the empire have anything to do with a girl that has to work in taverns to make ends meet?"

The old man said. "Because... her lineage may not be as simple as it seems."