The Execution At The Marketplace

“One of the vendors?” A person came to my mind. And my intuition was telling me it had to be her. “Do you mean that this was because of me?”

“Whatever the reason is, Lord Varick probably found out anything that could cause harm to you.”

Oh no. I stood up, worry and anxiety was shown and my finger touched my trembled lower lip.

“I need to get there as soon as possible.”

“Going on foot would be too late. And turning into a wolf would rouse Lord Varick’s anger.”

“Then, I don’t mind taking his anger out on me.” I turned my heel, ready to transform until the High Mage grabbed my wrist.

“Worry not, I will get you there,” he said with a casual-like tone.

“How–?” Suddenly the floor where we were situated shone bright red and our bodies were emitting with a strange light.

I couldn't react before we vanished from the tea room and we were now in a new familiar environment.

I gaped at Phineas. Teleportation was a rare spell.

“Well, consider yourself lucky that teleportation happened to be my s