147 Magical Marvin

The lights in the Hidden Granary were flickering. The atmosphere was strange.

This place was completely deserted, without even a bit of movement.

The people who were controlled by the 2nd rank Clerics had all rushed out after their deaths, leaving behind a deserted base for the Black Dock Harbor's guards.

"What the hell, did that youth leak our imminent attack?"

"Causing them to retreat in advance?"

The 3rd rank Wizard was checking the surroundings, somewhat annoyed.

The entire Hidden Granary felt dead. There wasn't a single living creature.

The only things they saw were the dead bodies of two Osse Dogs, cut down.

There was nothing else.

"Sir, it looks like there really is nothing."

A few rogues came back from their scouting and reported.

The 3rd rank Wizard threw an annoyed look at Tucker. The latter's face turned serious and he shook his head.

"You should trust my skill, Old Friend," Old Tucker said.