303 Sneak Attack

Arslan had never felt this weird.

The flames of the huge candlelights swayed in the empty hall of the Temple. The shadows on the ground also moved.

The haughty Prometheus was still as mysterious as before. Arslan knelt on one knee and lowered her head. She could feel an oppressive gaze down her back.

She exhaled and lifted her head as she asked, "Is this your order?"

"This is the decision of the Elders," Prometheus calmly replied without a trace of emotion. "The Radiant Empire’s envoy must die in the Roland Continent. You must accomplish your task before they reach the sea. You also know that we have no way to deal with the Sauron Kingdom’s navy at sea."

Arslan suddenly had an extremely strange feeling.