God of Tyranny

Arcane Lock was a second-circle abjuration spell that could be placed on doors, windows, or containers, but it could not stop an enemy from smashing them apart by force.

If an Arcane Lock was broken, the caster could usually sense it.

Bandits, assassins, or a fight nearby? Anse frowned slightly, his mood turning grim.

Brarr Rock City's Teleportation Circle was far too important. If it was occupied or destroyed, the Association's commercial network would lose its most crucial link.

He took out his pocket watch. It had just passed midnight; the banquet in Brarr Rock City should not have ended yet.

What a coincidence.

Osborne was away, leaving the Stone Tower unattended.

Anse hesitated for a few seconds before another Arcane Lock was destroyed.

The entire Stone Tower was covered in Arcane Locks—doors, windows, cabinets, drawers, the basement. Many had been set by Maeve, but since the two were one and the same, he could sense them clearly as well.

"Anse?" Elise noticed that something was off about his expression and thought he was angry with Stol.

"The residence in Brarr Rock City has been breached. Something unexpected may have happened." Anse waved her off, took out the Adamantine Shortsword, drew it, and planted it upright on the ground with its tip pointing up.

At the same time, he emptied his mind and silently repeated, Will there be danger on this trip to Brarr Rock City?

An unusual magical pulse spread outward, like an echo and yet like a prayer, quietly probing the unknown void.

At a certain moment, he felt something. He released his right hand, and the Adamantine Shortsword remained standing steadily. Its tip trembled faintly before it fell straight down, pointing to one side.

The balance remained undecided; fortune and misfortune coexisted!

Brynhild chuckled. "Your method of