When Charles returned to the camp, he could no longer contain his excitement and joy.
Victory was in sight!
Looking at his own hands, Charles was even trembling slightly. He had betrayed everything he believed in for this moment. The master had already assured him that as long as he completed this mission perfectly, he would become one of them, and then he would possess the power to change everything.
At that time, he would be able to fulfill his wish!
Thinking of this, Charles closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes.
"Someone come here."
"Yes, Master, what do you need?"
Upon hearing Charles's command, a cultist came over and asked quietly.
"How are the captives?"
"All is normal."
"Very good."
Pleased with the answer, Charles nodded in satisfaction.
"Now, gather everyone immediately, we are leaving for the Dark Marsh right away."
"Now?"
"Yes, it is the master's order!"
