124 Death of the Ghost (7)

The last thing Malphus needed was attention on him right now, he ran away from the mansion. Jumping through the walls to head towards the nearest village but knowing well about how the search was done, he instead started to run through the forest. 

It didn't help that he was injured severely, his ribs broken as it started to poke his muscles and his body feeling as if it were spent with no energy but it wasn't time for him to relax. 

Being the son of the Lord of Wovile, Malphus knew that even if he approached the magistrate or any of the assigned Dukes, help would be given but at the expense of his life as it would be again taken back to the Lord itself who was being controlled by his wife, that is his stepmother. The one person he believed who would aid him was the man whom his family had disliked for years. It was the Lord of Valeria. If he could find help right now, he was the only person he thought to be approachable.