Chapter 96 Re-awakening of Arnan

Late at night, Michael climbed the stairs, his body weighed down with fatigue after a lengthy meeting. Though he had outlined a plan to utilize the mages, he still doubted its feasibility.

As he reached the corridor at the top of the stairs, Alfred stood in his path.

"We need to go somewhere together," Alfred said.

Michael hesitated briefly before nodding. His grandfather wouldn't ask something harmful of him—there must be a reason.

The two mounted Marcus and soared into the sky, eventually arriving at an old graveyard where they had once dug up a mandrake.

"This is the burial ground for executioners of the old Holy Kingdom," Alfred explained. "Later, executioners from the Pamir Empire were also buried here."

Michael's eyes lit up. Executioners from both the Holy Kingdom and the Pamir Empire? Just recalling a few names, he was already overwhelmed by their renown.