On the other part of the continent, in the human kingdom of Thevailes where the Black Witch Zaria Lynx was residing these days.
After coming to terms with the young King of Thevailes, agreeing to help King Samer Vailes wage war against its neighboring kingdom of Megaris, the Black Witch became an esteemed guest of King Samer.
In order to fulfill the agreement, she chose to stay in the vicinity. The King of Thevailes provided her lodging outside the capital, a small secret manor within the dense woods owned by the royal family, and thus, considered a restricted area by the common people.
After Zaria secretly took residence in that manor, she also casted a spell of deceit around it, the barrier effectively hiding its presence from people's eyes.
At this moment, the sound of someone being slapped echoed within one of the rooms. An enraged woman was glaring at the two men kneeling in front of her with their heads lowered.
The woman had pale white skin and long black locks spilling over her long black dress, her all-black ensemble giving off a dangerous vibe despite her stunning beauty, while the two men were also equally good-looking despite the blood and bruises on their faces.
Three supernatural beings, a witch and two warlocks, and all three of their bodies were emitting black magic.
The woman scowling down at the men was precisely Zaria Lynx.
"How can you be so incompetent?! How can you not know where your subordinates are and where they have disappeared?"
One of the warlocks spoke, "Apologies, Master, but we are still investigating where the three of them had disappeared. We searched for them and..."
"And what?"
"We found nothing but traces of blood. The possibility of them being abducted is low, but the chances of them being killed is even lower. We are not sure if that blood even belongs to them."
"Blood? If you say that, then you must have found something suspicious."
"Their disappearance itself is suspicious. The last communication with them before we discovered that they're missing was just shy of an hour. If they had been attacked, they would have at least attempted to reach out to us, but there was nothing. They're simply...gone. This had never happened before.
"But if another supernatural being indeed attacked them, there should have been traces of a fight, but there was nothing."
The other warlock explained, "As such, Master, if they did not defect or run away, then the only other explanation we can come up with is that a powerful being must have entered our territory without being noticed and killed those three. That enemy ought to be as powerful as Master."
Zaria continued to pace in the room while thinking deeply about it. "What about the trace of power that's left behind?"
"There is none, Master. That is why we say we are not sure if there is a third party involved. If there was, then that being was not only powerful, but cautious enough to not leave anything behind..."
"...or he is familiar with our group to know how to deal with us without being caught," Zaria spoke as she rubbed her lips.
"Master is wise."
"Those scums from Agartha might have caught our tail," she commented after giving it a thought.
"What if it's the King of Megaris? He might be trying to get back at us for abducting his wife."
The two warlocks had puzzled looks on their faces. These two were part of the generation born after the war from a century ago and had never heard of that name. freewёbnoνel.com
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