The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 244

“Eh, is it them?” Alavin suddenly recalled the day he helped the “beggar” in the valley. It was a group dressed similarly that was pursuing the “beggar.”

“Do you know them?” Mariela whispered. Her words were soft and light, yet the black-clothed figures surrounding them halted in unison, turning their heads to stare at them.

As the dozen stopped, the rest of the black-clothed troop halted as well, spreading out in the dense woodland, all turning their gaze to the trio. The white jade masks hid their true expressions, inducing involuntary tension.

Alavin muttered, “You really have no sense of danger, woman.”

Mariela jabbed a finger into his lower back, giving him a cold look.

“Who says they know us?” One of the black-clothed figures approached them. His voice was shrill and uncomfortable to hear.

“Three or four months ago, I saw a group dressed somewhat like you. Just curious, so I mentioned it,” Alavin said casually, not showing any panic. He was all muscle and brawn and knew how to handle such situations.

“Where was this?”

“It seemed to be near Griffin's Roost.”

“How many?”

“About a dozen, I think. I don't remember exactly.”

“What were they doing?”

“Same as you, running.”

More black-clothed figures turned toward them, their cold aura enveloping the forest like an invisible net. “Was there anyone special with them?”

“I didn't get a good look. I just glanced.”

One of the black-clothed figures approached. “Take us there.”

“To where?”

“Where you saw them,” the figure said with an unquestionable tone.

“Sorry, I'm busy, got things to do.”