Chapter 140: The Witch

Chapter 140: The Witch

TL: Etude

Two soldiers, holding muskets loaded with ammunition, cautiously approached the corpse of Barnett, one of them kicking the body with his foot.

Seeing no response, they crouched down to carefully examine the wizards corpse and signaled that it was safe.

Paul and the others finally relaxed completely.

Quikly tend to the wounded! Paul ordered loudly. He sent someone on horseback to race to Port Fran, instructing them to urgently send carriages and physicians from the town.

The soldiers scattered to check the injuries of their fallen comrades.

It was confirmed that 15 soldiers from the first squad had died, and the rest were severely injured, temporarily incapacitated.

The head of the guards, Victor, was incredibly lucky. He had fainted after taking a direct kick from the wizard but was still breathing, though possibly with several broken ribs.

Ladi approached Barnetts corpse and whispered softly, Kin? Brethren? That was just your own wishful thinking.

The ground beneath the corpse was soaked in blood, with entrails spread out in a disgusting display.

She crouched down, carefully examining Barnetts wounds and touched his skin.

This feeling yes, its definitely [Stone Skin]. To bring [Stone Skin] to such an extreme level is truly remarkable.

She was secretly astonished by the immense power of the muskets, which easily penetrated such a formidable defense. The wizard had stood firm against Victors full-force attack, and she had seen it all too clearly.

Judging from the several large holes in Barnetts back, some bullets had completely penetrated his body. Count Grayman had indeed created a formidable weapon.

Feeling someone approaching from behind, she stood up and turned to see Count Grayman.

Paul, with a grave expression, slowly said, First, I thank you for saving me and my mens lives. Without that shield you created to buy time, we would probably have been killed by that wizard.

Ladis heart tensed slightly, noticing the distinct distance in his words.

Sure enough, Pauls tone shifted, However, shouldnt you explain some things to me, Scholar Miss?

The Count, I The female advisor hesitated.

Paul waved his hand, Never mind, this isnt the place to talk. After we arrive at Port Fran, well have a detailed discussion.

He then detailed the entire event.

This is truly astonishing!

Though somewhat dumbfounded, the naval commander hadnt reached the point of complete worldview collapse like Paul had earlier.

Austin had always maintained a stance of better to believe than not regarding the legendary group of wizards, and now it was personally confirmed by Lord Grayman.

He said, Lord Grayman, theres no need to panic too much. According to your description, they can still be killed by muskets.

Yes, yes! Youre right. We must equip all soldiers with muskets. Once back at Lakeheart Town, Ill start expanding the armory.

Next time we encounter such a madman, Ill turn him into a sieve.

Paul was still shaken; without the muskets, he would have surely perished on the road.

So, what do you plan to do about Miss Ladi?

From Pauls description, this beautiful and intelligent female advisor was undoubtedly a witch. Would the Count hand her over to the Church for punishment? That would be a pity.

Paul said, Get the advisor to come here; I have some questions for her.

Austin stood up, Yes, my lord. But if I may be so bold, Miss Ladi did save your life and many others. Please consider carefully.

Dont worry, Austin. I, Paul Grayman, am not a man who forgets favors.

Austin quickly returned with the female advisor.

He said, Then, I shall take my leave.

Alrightah no, Austin, stay and listen. Miss Ladi, please take a seat.

Both seated, Paul steadied himself and asked in a calm tone, Miss Ladi, is there anything you wish to say to me?

Facing his gaze, the advisor replied, Lord Grayman, as you have already surmised, I am indeed a witch, though we prefer to call ourselves magicians.

Her cheeks slightly flushed, she added with a hint of guilt, I apologize for hiding this identity from you. However, please be assured, I have not lied; I am indeed a scholar as well.

So, how do you intend to deal with me now?