Morgana had lived for over 300 years, but she had never experienced fear as gripping as she did now.

A peculiar sense of dread surged through her heart like a torrent bursting through gates, causing her to feel as though she were falling at an ever-accelerating speed.

Despite reaching the age of four hundred, her strength growing with each passing day, her courage had waned over the years.

There were two things she feared most, growing old and dying, and having her true identity exposed.

Consequently, the Warriors Den had many members, but only a few knew the Lord’s true identity.

Aside from the four marshals, all the other members belonged to the Mirren family.

These Mirren family members were descendants of Morgana’s tribe, relying on her for a life of luxury, which fostered an unwavering loyalty towards her.

However, Morgana showed no mercy towards the few rebels within the Mirren family. She would eliminate those who deserved it.

Moreover, she kept secrets from the Mirren family.

They knew she possessed extraordinary powers and had achieved immortality, but they remained oblivious to her true origins.

The four marshals were no different. They knew she had lived for four centuries, but her master’s identity remained a mystery to them.

Amidst her fear, Morgana contemplated this thought.

but had leaked his information to their secret

upon closer reflection, she had never disclosed

three individuals knew that she

himself was one of them, as well as Lucius Clark, her older brother whom she

last person was Lucius Clark’s daughter,

her, Morgana’s eyes widened, her teeth clenched, and she uttered in a

I sent someone to apprehend Maria, she was aided by an expert and escaped unscathed. The person I dispatched was the Cyprus cavalry guard. Soon after, Jarvis perished in the fortress where the

Morgana entertained another idea—could the artist who created the

their safety, why would he travel to Northern Europe to protect Maria? However, if Maria hadn’t exposed my identity, how did he come to know about me? Could it be… that he met

perplexing,” Morgana continued to muse, “if this person truly is a disciple accepted by the master within the last five hundred years, he should consider himself a disciple of Morgana. Since my older brother must

a thought flashed through Morgana’s mind, and she exclaimed, “Could it be that

then he should not protect the Evans family…” Her mind was flooded with countless

one thing was certain—the moment the other party produced the painting, it served as a clear warning to Morgana. If she persisted in

but remark, “Come to think of it, Gideon discovered a mystical weapon as soon as he arrived in Aurous Hill, capable of summoning celestial thunder. Now it’s evident

concerned herself with sorting through the countless clues and possibilities in her mind. Her primary objective was to summon the

of Gideon’s

to arrive in Aurous Hill and fall victim to the enemy’s trap, their losses would be

three elders were to follow suit, the

Aurous Hill immediately after the enemy had revealed the master’s portrait, she would essentially be declaring a direct confrontation.

Morgana reached for a satellite phone and called Aemon, who was on the

about flying. Suddenly, he received a call

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