FORRESTER didn't want to die when he just woke up. Of course, he would fight for his life. But it wouldn't hurt to be prepared for his end.
He was lazy, yes. But that didn't mean he didn't have a goal.
I can't die without finding my Holy Scepter first.
"Luna, can you hear me?" Forrester asked after he forcefully created a link between their minds. To be honest, it wasn't easy doing it. After all, the witch could make really strong barriers. "This is Forrester."
"Yes, Your Holiness," Luna said, her voice laced with surprise. "Is everything alright?"
As expected, the witch was sharp. She knew that he wouldn't call her without a reason. He was glad that he could go straight to the point.
"I might die tonight."
There was a short pause before the witch spoke again in a calm voice. "I can only think of two people capable of killing you, Your Holiness. It's either His Majesty or the Blue Dragon."
