Chapter 359: Sand Firm

Baron Different kinds of news were being passed around that day. It wasn't that he didn’t know what to believe; his mind was simply fractured, for lack of a better word. Yes, Atlan had spoken. Although it seemed as though Blood Moon had something else to say, especially after that pathetic attack by their mages on the tower. The background the king used to speak was different—much different—from the official reports Baron had received. “Where are you?” Baron asked, placing his hand on his knee. “The tower?” The king said just during around him. “I never thought it would be possible, but it looks like luck smiles upon me very strangely today. Yes, she has escaped, but it looks like she’s been captured.” The council itself informed him yesterday, or rather, the day before, right? He turned to the side, asking a leather-clad soldier beside him with his arms folded across his chest and a look of pure suspicion. Baron raised his eyebrows at the warrior, acknowledging his presence. Hendrick