Chapter 208: The Black Prophet from the Other Side
The prison in the gatehouse immediately fell silent.
Kohen stared, wide-eyed, at the prince, whose tone was firm. On the other hand, Miranda quietly fixed her gaze on Raphael's right hand. Her expression was indifferent.
"What?" Wya furrowed his brow. "This… Your Highness, do you mean that…"
Behind Wya, Ralf grabbed the attendant's shoulder and shook his head.
Thales and Raphael's eyes met. The former was resolute and decisive, while the latter was calm and unaffected.
Five seconds later, Raphael inhaled deeply, then his gaze became harsh.
He noticed that Thales had unknowingly moved to the corner of the prison.
'He planned this beforehand. This distance is a little too far. Even if I want suddenly to knock him unconscious…'
Glancing at Wya and Ralf, Raphael sighed softly.
The young man from the Kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department said calmly, "Allow me to be straightforward, Your Highness, we are in a dangerous situation ri