An Uninvited Guest from Afar

Liszt fought the urge to approach the window. There were still elemental fluctuations around him.

He was very familiar with this Alchemy Hut made by Hill. If the hut's central array sensed his presence, it would definitely sound an alarm—and a particularly loud one at that.

After sounding the alarm, it would directly release revealing agents in every direction. The Tower Spirit's body was also composed of elements; it could merely conceal itself. The agent would still have some effect on him.

He turned his head for a look. There were still too few magic arrays in this camp. Unfortunately, the Undead had no interest in using monitoring arrays on their own territory.

If they did, he could see all the information from the Mage Tower. Why would he need to take such a risk himself?

Liszt felt that if he were exposed like this, even his core might burn out.

But he had genuinely thought the Undead had made something like Hill's Biography again!

He had been careless! Truly careless!

"I wonder how Alice is doing..." Old School Striking King suddenly sighed. "What a wonderful couple they were back then! Hill was so furious he practically jumped up and down, yet he still married off his precious daughter. And in just a few years, things have become like this."

"Since Merkel chased after her, it probably isn't that serious, right?" a foolish-looking male Knight chimed in.

He was immediately besieged by every woman in the room.

"What do you mean, not serious? Alice gave up everything to leave with him, and only a few years later, she was so miserable that she ran back to her family!"

"Are you stupid? For a woman to leave without looking back, how heartbroken must she have been?"

"Only an idiot would think