Duke's Son Wish To Follow The Story

Chapter 213 : Father 6

The witch, still bewildered by the sudden turn of events, stared at the hooded figure with a mix of confusion and apprehension. The mention of a scent from twenty years ago stirred a sense of unease within her.

"Twenty years ago?" she questioned cautiously. "What do you mean?"

The hooded figure turned to face her, their eyes piercing through the shadows of their hood. After a moment of contemplation, they spoke with measured and deliberate tones, "I encountered a group similar to these pursuers two decades ago. They emitted a distinctive odor—a dark and malevolent stench. It's a scent etched in my memory, especially because they took something precious from me."

As the hooded figure spoke, the witch couldn't help but feel a strange connection between their words and the ominous group that had been chasing her. The mysterious past that Daniel had promised to unveil now seemed to be unraveling before her, carried by the winds of fate.

"Something precious?" the witch probed, narrowing he