Chapter Hundred-Five: Illusory Mage II
Due to what he faced in Rhoda's hand, it had greatly annoyed Zenith when the Conjurer took Alexandria hostage to inflict such things on him.
"Chances are it's Rhoda."
She's the only illusory Mage that'd feel familiar to him and she also recognized him. She was in the body of a young girl so it fit her creepy status.
She might've died in a sudden attack by Dark Mages, one he had feeling Escanor was involved with, but it couldn't be very assuring. What if the Conjurer even preserved her spirit somewhere?
"How exactly do I get the girl out of this situation?" Zenith asked. "Since it's a bind, I'm guessing it's contractual and the girl unknowingly agreed to it?"
The old man nodded, flipping to the left of the book. "It's likely, it's likely. That bind is dangerous so no one who knows the full rules will venture into it."
