"So it's like this."
Lord Brent didn't doubt him and asked anxiously, "Has the fire inside stopped? Did the Land of Plague suffer any losses?"
"Yes, the fire has stopped. I'm sorry, My Lord. A few of the mages in my team are injured and need to be sent to Hani City for treatment immediately. We'll take our leave first."
Ed waved his hand at the team, wanting to run away with them.
"Wait!"
Why were they running so fast?
Lord Brent frowned and raised his hand to stop Ed's team from running away. He just felt that Ed had left in a hurry, running away without even saying a word.
When Ed was stopped, his whole body tensed up, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
He adjusted his breathing, slowly turned his head, and cupped his fists at Lord Brent. He asked, "What other instructions does My Lord have?"
"What's the hurry? Let me ask you, how did you guys get into the Land of Plague?"
