The turbulent water of the Lancang River flowed swiftly, the splashing waves hitting Carlo's face, extinguishing his ardent blood.
Having flirted with the brink of death, he realized how precious life was.
Carlos had thought that as a devout believer, he could face life and death for his faith, but the truth proved otherwise.
The mission had been botched. He didn't find the Blood Moon Horn, and instead stirred up a massive mess.
Killing the King's Special Envoy was a huge matter now out in the open. Now not only the Alpha Kingdom wanted his life, and so did the Clergy.
To this day, he had no idea how he'd been exposed. He'd been very careful, annihilating all traces after the murder and immediately fled with his people.
To preserve his identity, even the airborne dragon mount was left tens of miles away. He had prepared proof of his absence. Theoretically, the Alpha Kingdom shouldn't have doubted them.
