"That's good then, how did you obtain the divine power?" Lamo asked again.
The rest of the Night Watchers surrounded us, defensively. The previously harmonious and friendly atmosphere had vanished completely.
"I obtained it at the Resting Camp. Ange received the recognition of the divine power, and now, he is the new master of the Resting Camp."
"What about His Majesty? What about Locke? The Great Sage? The Witch?" Lamo continuously asked.
"The king is missing, Locke is dead, the Great Sage is in the Land of Fallen, but who is the witch?" Negris told the truth.
Lamo glanced at him weirdly and said, "Even if you lost to the witch, you don't have to pretend not to know her."
"What do you mean? I lost to the witch? When did I lose to a witch? What did I lose? I don't remember," Negris got confused. Suddenly a witch popped up and defeated him?
Lamo showed an 'I understand, I understand' expression, nodded and moved on to the next topic: "We need to discuss."
