Sayo And His Master

Sansy looked at the man with a clenched jaw. The pathetic man had banged his head against the wall and lost consciousness. As the medic treated him, his temper flared.

The man was cunning he was trying to kill himself so Sansy wouldn’t use any spells to get the information out of him.

But he shouldn’t have expected anything less from a man who was able to devise a massive rebellion this smoothly.

Sadly he might have to dispose of him soon. He was of no use if his lips were shut. It was better to find alternatives than try to make a man like him talk.

“Leave the area unattended. Seal the doors, let him rot here for the rest of his days.” He said and turned around.

He might have to break the safe open but he couldn’t. If the treasury was forced to be open, the Palace would collapse on its own. There were ancient spells on it.

He will have to break the spell somehow. For all the hate these filthy beasts threw at witches, this came as a surprise to him.

How pathetic.

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