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.

Zeba had not perished but had leaked his

reflection, she had never

knew that she was Morvel Bazin’s

as Lucius Clark, her older brother whom

person was

clenched, and she uttered in a cold voice, “Maria… Could it be that

was the Cyprus cavalry guard. Soon after, Jarvis perished in the fortress where the dead soldiers and Cavalry Guards

another idea—could the artist who created the master’s portrait be

to protect Maria? However, if Maria

disciple accepted by the master within the last five hundred years, he should consider himself a disciple of Morgana. Since my older brother must be stronger than me, why would such a formidable person protect the Evans family? How

through Morgana’s mind, and she exclaimed,

should not

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

her of Gideon, who had perished in the explosion. She couldn’t help 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 that his encounter was not due to mere luck; it was a trap set by

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

adversary had no fear even in the face of

all three elders were to arrive in Aurous Hill and fall victim to the

follow suit, the Warriors Den would lose over half of its strength

worried that by dispatching the three elders to Aurous Hill immediately after the enemy had revealed the master’s portrait, she would essentially be declaring a direct confrontation.

for a satellite phone and called Aemon,

Mirren had just managed to calm the three elders’ apprehensions about flying. Suddenly, he received a call from Morgana. Hurriedly

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