Chapter 42

"This is an insult! Why are you locking me up  here?"Tristan shouted from behind bars. not just any iron bars. If it is damaged, a real prison will appear and absorb the energy of anyone inside. Tristan knew that so well that he didn't take the risk of ruining it.

Three days ago, everything seemed fine. Tristan came to Immorland through a rarely used dimensional gate. Then he hid his aura by imitating the aura of an ogre he accidentally encountered.

Unfortunately, security in the Ackerley Kingdom was much tighter than usual. As a result, Tristan had difficulty getting close and chose to go to the prisons, which were usually used by guardian soldiers to capture enemies. But again, Tristan didn't get anything.

Until yesterday, when he spent the night in the forest. There were no auras of other beings that Tristan sensed other than himself and the insects. But suddenly someone threw a blow at him from the darkness. No, not just one. Maybe three people.