Chapter 12

Upon hearing Clito's words, the old mage's face suddenly went pale. He was no longer bothered about the sharp blade still against his own neck as his right hand reached straight for the ring on his left index finger and pressed onto it. He wanted to activate this magic tool and escape regardless of all consequences.

From his point of view, rather than wait hopelessly to be sentenced to death, he would be better off taking a chance with luck. Even if he were to be killed right now, at least his body could be transported to a predetermined place where he could still have a chance of being resurrected.

Although the resurrection was going to be very difficult while hope was not very high, it was still better than staying here to wait for death!

But, as a mage who was not very agile, was it possible to find the chance to escape from a Legendary Master like Clito, who belonged to the swift and sharp type?

Obviously, it was impossible.