The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Judging solely from Morgana’s return behavior, Jagoan and Maria struggled to discern her intentions.

Maria, in particular, fretted over the possibility that Morgana hadn’t truly departed Shiwan when she left here, but rather sought a new destination.

So, she turned to Jagoan and said, “Sir, my father once mentioned that the stone chamber where my master journeyed westward vanished without a trace. He suspected that our master must have wielded formidable magical powers to relocate or conceal that chamber. Morgana’s arrival in Shiwan Mountain this time, most likely, pertains to unraveling the secrets of that stone chamber.”

Jagoan nodded thoughtfully and replied, “I share your sentiments. It seems unlikely that Morgana would hastily depart Shiwan Mountain. Perhaps she has stumbled upon fresh leads.”

Maria, wearing a concerned expression, added, “If Morgana indeed discovers a means to augment her power through her master’s remnants or acquires elixirs and magical artifacts of value to her, her strength could become even more formidable.”

Jagoan contemplated the matter and said, “Back then, if Morvel Bazin managed to pass that ring to your father before his demise, it implies that he had insights into Morgana’s character. He must have taken precautions accordingly.”

He then continued, “Although Morgana failed to retrieve Morvel Bazin’s relics and legacy in the past, despite the passage of three centuries, I believe she still can’t overcome the safeguards he established against her.”

Maria nodded in agreement and murmured, “Let’s hope you’re right…”

***

Meanwhile, Morgana continued her westward journey without a hint of stopping.

Simultaneously, Jagoan received news that Morgana’s Boeing 777 flight to Myanmar had taken off. According to civil aviation data, the plane’s destination was nearly 200 kilometers from Shiwan Mountain, a state airport.

Observing that the van Morgana had been traveling in was also en route to the airport, Jagoan suddenly exclaimed, “Morgana is leaving China!”

Maria asked in astonishment, “Why is she departing in such haste? Has she already located her master’s possessions?”

Jagoan shook his head and replied, “I can’t say for sure, but Morgana’s abrupt departure doesn’t seem consistent with typical behavior following a major discovery.”

He continued, “As I mentioned earlier, Morvel Bazin was likely wary of her even before his passing. There’s no logical reason for her to have found his relics so swiftly. I suspect Morgana has a hidden agenda for leaving so abruptly.”

Maria furrowed her brow in confusion and mumbled, “Sir, I can’t help but feel that something doesn’t quite add up here. There’s an element of irrationality.”

reassured her, “We’re merely speculating from a distance. To truly understand the situation,

“Since Morgana is intent on leaving, let’s follow suit. Her plane is due to arrive the Interlocken airport in about two hours. We should rush to the airport

hesitation, affirmed, “All members of the loyal clan obey the

nodded and said, “I’ll arrange for the plane

Jagoan and Maria boarded a flight bound for

renting a private jet.

their actions; thus, discretion

a Chinese identity passport she had prepared in advance. She sat in the VIP lounge, her anxiety and unease

words of Morvel

a profound shadow over the depths of her soul. Unable to contain herself, she replayed the entire sequence of

placed great importance on me and Lucius. If it weren’t

world beyond and partly with the hope that we could serve his people. He never truly considered us genuine disciples…” Morgana’s thoughts meandered back more than three centuries, revisiting

as he called them, Shiwan Mountains, under the cover of darkness, tens of thousands of rebel cavalrymen launched a relentless assault, relentlessly pursuing the remnants of their foes whom they

flags, and sporting distinctive Manchu queues that set them apart from the Chinese populace, they drove the

battling, with casualties mounting. Eventually, Lucius Clark and Morgana found themselves bereft

army detachment, led by Gartu, pursued them vigorously. Hindered by the steep

voice echoed, “Listen! Surrender now, and I, Gartu, will spare your lives. Refuse, and if I

that moment, Morgana ran alongside Lucius through the dense woods, her shoulder bearing the painful burden of an arrow wound inflicted by a rebel cavalry archer during their

corpse fluids carrying virulent diseases, had inflicted a wound that festered with black, foul-smelling pus. Every jolt sent waves of excruciating pain through Morgana’s body, causing her to almost collapse uncontrollably. Thankfully, Lucius clung to her,

understood the cruelty of rebel army arrows. Even if the wound was not lethal, it would transform into a festering scourge, spreading ulcers across her body

knew her

“Lucius, save yourself! I can’t hold on

would protect you. Even if it means giving my life, I will not abandon you. I won’t face your brother without

both of us, promise me that you’ll grant me a merciful end, that

fear not. If we find ourselves with no recourse, I will grant you the mercy you seek. We will confront those rebel

nearer, spotting the telltale trail of

you refuse to bend, you shall face the consequences. When you fall into our hands, my brothers and I

fury, cried out, “Even if I become a specter, I won’t allow you fiends to go unpunished! One day, the Ming

with a cold laugh, “Your Ming Dynasty? Your Ming Dynasty is on the brink of annihilation at our hands! From now on, this land belongs to us Manchus! All Chinese people who defy the Manchu shall meet their