Chapter 155 Merfolk Castle

The red glow of dawn, piercing through the foggy mist, sketched out a rainbow of light.

With a light breeze, that sparkling clarity scattered away.

Only a faint mist lingered, mourning alone.

The patrolling soldiers, with eyes full of longing, stared out into the mist.

The figure they anticipated still hadn't appeared.

Bored, they glanced at the Merfolk who wouldn't stop howling and felt too listless to lift a finger against them.

Just then, a deafening roar came from the sky.

Hearing this familiar sound, a look of surprise spread across the soldiers' faces, and they shouted:

"It's Lord Yaya!"

"Certainly, My Lord must have sent someone."

"Pssh, Mayor Field said so this morning, but you guys didn't believe it. Now you know you were wrong, huh?"

"Heh heh, finally someone came to help us deal with these Merfolk."

"You can't speak like that; get ready to fight, we have to open the gates to provide support."

"..."