Chapter 42

“What is this?” Frowning, Eliot looked at his left wrist with a complicated expression, before gently touching a small ruby located on his leather bracelet. At the same moment, a floating screen the size of a sheet of paper magically appeared before his eyes.

As he nonchalantly scanned the message, Eliot's expression twisted into a grimace.

After being ambushed by the sorcerers, and after completely recovering, the group was currently on an isolated road leaving the Lerá country, a place far from Blasia.

Of course, the credit for stopping in such a faraway place certainly went to the sorcerers... well, maybe Ziad contributed... just a little... of course, considering that he led the group when they were in their dragon form...

Fortunately, it was a place isolated from the rest of the continent by a huge river on one side and the sea on the other. Attacks from beasts and sorcerers in the last century were basically non-existent.

Unfortunately, as ma