Under the cover of darkness, Norman Laird is on the run.
He couldn't understand why things had developed to this point.
It was clear that he went out happily with the idea of solving the biggest trouble in the future in one fell swoop, but he did not expect that he would cause even greater trouble.
A moment ago, he was calmly appreciating the hunt, but now he seemed to have become the prey of others.
Suffering from the pain caused by the loss of control of the magic power in his body, he almost panicked and chose no other way out.
——Before Echos could react, he had to arrange an escape route.
With a sudden thought, he turned towards the direction of Bulwer's house.
…
In the cold home, Bulwer was pouring himself a drink in the study.
He is His Majesty's most loyal dog, at least for now. Therefore, he would naturally fill the vacancy left by Earl Chapman's loss of power.
What good luck, myself...
From a precarious beggar, he gradually reached the center of power in the kingdom.
Even if you tell this kind of thing, no one will believe it, right?
He suddenly laughed deeply, his voice slightly depressed.
There were so many things to worry about that he took to drinking before going to bed - only a little, of course.
Only at such times would he forget about work and where he was.
But such a relaxing time was short-lived after all, and he quickly recovered his mood.
"Just sleep peacefully like this. It won't be too late to continue dealing with tomorrow's matters." After muttering to himself three times, Bulwer was ready to get up and go back to the bedroom to rest until he confirmed that he had accepted the psychological suggestion.
However, as soon as he stood up, Norman rushed in from the corridor.
"Bulwer, are we still friends?" he asked in a hurry.
Bulwer frowned.
"What happened?" he asked confused.
When Bulwer's eyes fell on Norman, he was shocked to realize that his physical condition was very bad: "You..."
"Don't ask so many questions!" Norman interrupted.
"Quickly give me a token so that I can enter the Royal Cathedral." There were beads of sweat on his forehead, "It can be done in any name!"
Bulwer's expression changed: "You are crazy!"
If a dark magician is discovered by someone from the church, it may not be that easy even if he wants to die.
What's more, if he does this, he will also drag himself into the water.
"For your most confident reason, let me stay there for a while. I won't betray you." Norman gritted his teeth and said, "If we don't move faster, maybe both of us will die!"
Norman was thinking about how to escape all the way. With Echos' terrifying strength that is completely beyond the scope of human beings, the only one who can possibly compete with it is the church.
He could only hope that Echos would be unwilling to have a direct conflict with the church for the time being, so that he would still have the possibility of surviving.
Unlike himself, who has a broken family and is weak in power, the Holy See has been a behemoth that silently controls this continent for more than a thousand years. In any country in the world, even if there is no army, there will be no priests.
As for what the consequences will be...he can no longer care so much.
The premise for taking all risks is that you have to survive.
When you die, there is nothing.
Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Bulwer hesitated.
"Have you encountered a strong enemy? How about we go find Mr. Ecos to rescue you?"
Even if all the people Bulwer had met in his life were ranked together, Echos would be second to none.
In Bulwer's mind, if there was anyone in the world who could fight her regardless of outcome, the only one who was rumored to be almost a god was His Majesty the Pope.
When he heard Echos' name, the muscles in the corners of Norman's eyes jumped hard.
——Bulwer did not yet know that he was actually a man.
"That person..." Norman hesitated.
"Although Mr. Ecos may seem to have a weird personality, he is actually not difficult to get along with."
Bulwer thought that he only looked worried out of fear, and persuaded in a gentle tone: "I have some friendship with her these days. It is much better to go to her than to go to the church. At least everyone knows the basics."
Seeing Bulwer's slightly pink face, a bolt of lightning flashed through Norman's mind, making him shudder.
"Do you love Ecos?" he blurted out.
Bulwer stiffened.
But it wasn't long before he relaxed again.
"It doesn't matter whether you admire her or not..." Bulwer laughed at himself, "After all, she can't even look down on a prince, so how could she like a bad dog like me."
He has never expressed his inner affection. After all, there are still many things waiting for him to complete every day.
If it weren't for the fact that he had a little drink tonight and felt a little melancholy, he would never admit it so simply.
Norman looked at him in shock for a few seconds.
Then, he seemed to have made a decision suddenly, and his eyes became sharp.
…
After reporting to the night duty personnel of the city guard, Wayne took Tasia and set off to follow them without any haste.
Norman has a magic mark left by himself, and no matter where he escapes, he can't escape his induction.
In this case, the so-called "hunt" is just a leisurely play.
Tasia didn't ask him why he hadn't explained his gender before, which was more or less a relief to Wayne.
But after she saw through the vest, his image as a highly respected teacher suddenly became in jeopardy.
He no longer dared to imagine what he would be like in her eyes in the future.
Thinking of this, he glanced at Tasia covertly.
There was a slight arc of pleasure at the corners of her mouth, and she didn't seem to be in a bad mood.
Wayne felt a little relieved.
"Teacher, I can sense the remaining dark magic power that he dissipated not long ago. It seems to be not far ahead." Tasia suddenly said.
Suddenly coming back to his senses, Wayne praised cooperatively: "Not bad, there is progress."
As a result, the smile on Tasia's face widened even more.
After crossing several streets, the two came to the courtyard of the home of Bulwer, the commander of the city guard.
Although this place is not a place where ordinary dignitaries gather, and it does not pay attention to any extra pomp, Wayne still sensed the owner of this place in an instant.
He didn't want to deal with Bulwer yet. If he killed him as soon as they met, Tasia and himself might be the next wanted people.
But he didn't want to see Bulwer, who seemed to be waiting for guests to come to his door.
"Your Excellency Ecos!" he called loudly and walked quickly.
When they came to hunt down the dark magician, they saw Bulwer. Tasia was a little surprised and turned back to look at Wayne.
