Chapter 639 The Desperate Noble

As soon as Master Moraka's words fell, the nobles in the secret room once again entered into a near dead silence, and under the light of the flickering candles, all the nobles including Prince Vos and Muranda He stared at the master spellcaster who shook his head helplessly with an almost begging gaze.

They hope that in the next second, Master Moraka will laugh and say that the transformation just now is for scaring people, telling them that he has a way to detect information in the soul of the mysterious girl.

But... the undeniable facts will not change because of anyone's expectations, and Moraka has never been an unscrupulous spellcaster who likes to joke.

To put it bluntly, Moraka, an ordinary-looking master-level mage, is already the most outstanding mage in the entire Scott Empire. If he says there is no way, then there is no need to doubt it. There is no way!

And now the frightening fact is that there is nothing that can be obtained from Pandora's memory, and all the hopes of the five great nobles and His Majesty King Scott have been reduced to nothing...

"So...we're dead?"

In the end, in a small shadow beyond the reach of candlelight, the old aristocrat Voss uttered the truth that no one dared to admit in his hoarse, pitch-shifted voice...

"... I'm afraid so, old friend... This lady is of no value to us, Ganatika is nowhere to be found, and..."

After a pause, Moraka continued with a wry smile and said:

"According to the time given by "Molten Ripper", the crazy dragon of Almoda will be back in three days at the latest, even if we formulate a new capture plan and try to capture Gana again Tika... I'm afraid we're out of time too.

Hmm, you are right, we... are dead."

Moraka, who lowered his head, answered the old nobleman's question with a hollow voice.

Moraka, who has a longer lifespan and richer experience, did not show too much hysteria. Although he did not want to die very much, as a master professional who has experienced many battles and hovered on the edge of death for countless times, Moraka Ka is not crazy enough to curse the doom he is bound to face.

Perhaps a master spellcaster with a little knowledge of the legendary realm had already anticipated today's ending when he learned that a piece of gray crystal was lost for nothing.

"Hey... Thinking about it carefully, it seems that we were doing useless work from the beginning. Those ten mysterious gray crystals are all out-and-out legendary creations. How could a mere master-level ant even move them? Forget it ...Forget it, if you can’t catch Ganatika, you’ve stopped thinking about it, if you have some time next, let’s go to drink a few cups of honey bar for the last time.”

Sighing silently, Moraka, who suddenly looked much older, didn't say anything more. He just walked calmly around the cage where Pandora was held, and then walked straight out of the door of the secret room.

Moraka didn't think about escaping, and the few great nobles also didn't think about escaping. Maybe the little people in this country can still think that no one will find out and "abscond in fear of crime", and then pray that the busy Almoda-Flame Claw will ignore it. A swarm of insignificant ants.

But as long as the "Melting Ripper" is still alive, the five nobles, His Majesty the King, and all the master-level powerhouses in this imperial kingdom will definitely not be able to escape.

It is impossible for the five nobles and His Majesty the King to escape because they are the main persons responsible for the loss of the gray crystal. The tyrannical Legendary Red Dragon will never let go of those useless subordinates who dare not fulfill their orders.

As for the more than ten master-level powerhouses in the Kingdom of Scott, there is no escape. This is because they are the first suspects of the loss of the gray crystal. Lakka thought that the mad dragon would definitely pull out the souls of all the master professionals in the Scott Empire one by one to search thoroughly, and whoever ran the fastest would be the most suspected and the most unlucky.

And according to Moraka's thinking, instead of letting his soul survive in the hands of the legendary red dragon, it is better to stay in the kingdom of Scott, and then simply and neatly transform into a dragon in the breath of the legendary dragon. Forget about the fly ash, that way at least you can die more happily and with more dignity...

Moraka left in self-serving despair, and only a group of unlucky nobles who were even more desperate were left in the secret room. Facing the "great terror" called death, perhaps an old man like Voss could barely keep calm, But the spirit of middle-aged nobles like Prince Muranda is on the verge of collapse.

The middle-aged noble with erratic eyes couldn't even care about his demeanor. He jumped up from his seat, ran to the side of the cage where Pandora was imprisoned, and slapped the railing hard while roaring like crazy:

"Pandora! You bloody bitch, you little bastard who doesn't know what to do... Tell me where is Ganatica? Tell me where is the gray crystal! Everyone in Scott is going to die, It is impossible for your companion to survive! Don't you have any compassion! Don't you have any conscience?"

The roar of the middle-aged nobleman and the sound of slapping the iron cage sounded as harsh as a ghost scratching the iron plate, but the girl who was forced to kneel in the cage only responded with a contemptuous ridicule to all the nobles present.

Perhaps the words of Prince Muranda's moral kidnapping would be very effective for Ganatica, and perhaps before seeing the viciousness of human nature, Pandora would have some sympathy for the innocent poor in the Scott Empire.

But now... After seeing the unhesitating betrayal of a group of "companions" who had been helped by Ganatica, these "sympathy" that should not have appeared on a golem have completely disappeared in Pandora's heart Now, the girl only hopes that Ganatica can survive, and she can use the "Legendary Prophecy Spell Shielding Circle" stripped from her soul to escape from Scott's Empire all the way.

As for those ungrateful "companions"?

Pandora has already regarded them as enemies by default!

"Okay, Prince Muranda, it's time now, please be quiet."

In the end, under the roar of the middle-aged nobleman and the deadly atmosphere of the secret room, only the old man Voss, who seemed to have seen through life and death, expressed his final thoughts. At the same time, his words were also an order in line with people's hearts in a sense:

"We are nobles. No matter what we face, we must not be as chaotic as those lowly poor people. Even if we have to face death, we must at least take into account noble etiquette... Send someone to chop off the head of Miss Pandora, and then Let's hang it on the city wall to declare our victory... Don't tell the younger generation in the family about the terrible things about the crazy dragon. Here... have fun!"

After finishing speaking, the old nobleman no longer looked at Prince Muranda who was limp on the ground. He just silently covered his face with his palms, and finally stayed in the corner without saying a word.