"Captain, are we just leaving like this? That Ang definitely has a problem." On the road away from Blue Bridge Fortress, the Archmage beside Joan lowered his voice, unable to hide the resentment and suspicion on his face.
Joan stood to one side, gazing at the distant Blue Bridge Fortress. His tone was as calm as cold water. "What else could we do? The Magic Contract on him is real, and it came from our Zos Byron Kingdom. There were no signs of forgery."
"But it could have been a countermeasure he prepared in advance." The Archmage gritted his teeth, the fire in his eyes still unextinguished. "My instincts have always been accurate. That man... is not simple."
"You're completely prejudiced." Joan frowned slightly, displeasure coloring his voice. "Instinct cannot be treated as evidence."
The Archmage fell silent, yet he still turned to look toward Blue Bridge Fortress, his gaze seeming to pierce through the distant mountains and dense fog.
In the end, the investigation team failed to bring back any solid evidence and could only return to Byron Fortress.
Yet fate seemed unwilling to let the cloud of suspicion disperse so easily.
Just one day after they left, shocking news swept across the God-Demon Battlefield like a storm: a Deputy Commander of Byron Fortress had been ambushed in the Blackrock Mountain Range and had vanished without a trace.
Blue Bridge Fortress was inevitably affected by the news as well. Especially with the soldiers traveling through the mountains and wilderness every day, the news seemed to explode beside their ears.
"What are you talking about?" After inspecting the defensive line, Ang passed by the training grounds and heard several soldiers whispering among themselves. He could not help asking.
"Commander, you don't know yet?" One young soldier leaned closer and said,