"Damn it, wasn't the Evil God supposed to have left Bold City!"
"Why did it return?!"
The Great Priest was terrified in his heart.
He felt incredibly unlucky recently, particularly since the Blood Demon incident at Castel Manor. His luck had been bad, and today, he felt that everything in Bold was gradually slipping out of his control!
Looking at the manor in the distance, where malevolence surged, he was frightened, angry, and apprehensive.
He dared not approach, fearing he might follow in the footsteps of the Great Knight, yet he could not leave, fearing that once the Evil God departed, all his secrets would be exposed…
Until the Bold Duke arrived as well.
"Lord Great Priest."
Seeing the Great Priest, the old Duke gave a respectful greeting.
Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, the Great Priest struggled to return the gesture:
"Lord Duke…"
The old Duke shifted his gaze back to the manor in the distance.
His expression gradually became solemn:
