Matthew and the other two jumped into the well in Wizard Town. Before long, they flew out from a well on the surface.
They still held blue stones that allowed silent communication. The moment Matthew landed, he sent a message to Gryffindor and Ravenclaw through the stone. "Be careful. Don't blow our cover. The Church really has sealed off the exits, and there are many Wizards nearby."
Within Matthew's Magic Sense, Wizards were everywhere around them.
Not long after the three emerged, movement stirred in the courtyard. A White Robe Wizard and several Black Robe Wizards walked out of the tavern and into the yard.
"Three esteemed deacons, have the colleagues inside finished their preparations? It isn't time yet. Why have you come up?" the White Robe Wizard asked repeatedly.
Matthew raised a hand, cutting him off. "Take us to see Sir Andred immediately."
Andred was the commander of the Church Knight Order in the Worcester region, as well as the overall commander of this encirclement operation.
The White Robe Wizard looked troubled. "Lord Andred probably has no time to see you right now..."
Just then, a commotion rose in the distance.
"Matthew's exit must have been discovered," Gryffindor said, his gaze sharpening.
The White Robe Wizard frowned. "What happened?"
Matthew looked at him coldly and snapped, "Something has happened underground. Can you bear the responsibility if the encirclement operation is delayed?"
The White Robe Wizard gritted his teeth. "Please follow me."
Matthew and the other two followed him out of the tavern. Outside, many Black Robe Wizards had already gathered, while several thousand Muggle soldiers clad in chainmail and armed with spears and shields had formed a defensive line.
Among them were five hundred tall and imposing knights, their equipment the most ornate. Their armor protected every part of