A Wizard’s Secret - Chapter 39
As no one stepped forward, it did not take Merlin long to reach Old Wilson’s side. He held the injured old man gently by hand and looked at the three men wearing golden masks.
“Father, leave them to me,” Merlin said softly to Old Wilson.
“Spell Caster… I didn’t expect to encounter a Spell Caster here. Even though you’re just an Entrance-level Spell Caster, that’s not something we can deal with. Unfortunately, we didn’t bring forth our archers. Otherwise, an Entrance-level Spell Caster will not pose any threat,” Angus, who was still wearing the mask, ended his sentence with a long, meaningful sigh.
His tone was full of unwillingness.
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