The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 2343

The Fated One (1)

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City of Freedom, Freedom Square...before the statue of the Saint of Freedom.

The statue had already been half-destroyed. It had collapsed by more than half when the Saint suffered Saint's Fall and heaven and earth mourned.

The people had not yet had time to clear it away, and now... it was even less likely that anyone would do so. There was only a cordon left to guard the site.

At that moment, a young man and another person wrapped from head to toe in gauze were approaching the half-destroyed statue of the Saint.

Liwal, and the badly burned man he had brought out of the hospital.

The man was suspicious, seemingly connected to the several cases of human spontaneous combustion that had occurred one after another in City of Freedom. More importantly, he was also someone President Bailang of City of Dawn wanted dead.

If not for Assath's communication and Ludik's swift reaction, the man would probably have become food for the rats in City of Freedom's Underground Sewer.

"The Saint Maiden candidates are almost all dead." Liwal took a deep breath. He had been following this terrifying live broadcast the entire time, and the calm he had always prided himself on was now at its limit. "You brought me here. What exactly are you trying to do?"

He instinctively trusted this suspicious man. Otherwise, he should have been at the Saint Maiden Ritual venue, trying to find a way to rescue them.

Robert was the name of the badly burned man. At least, according to Assath's intelligence, that was what he was called.

Ludik's business was enormous. He even had quite a few properties in City of Dawn, so his intelligence network was extremely well developed as well. As Ludik's only private secretary, Liwal had the authority to mobilize

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