White Mask evoked so many of Melgor’s memories. Ever since he returned from Fortress 178, Old Durkin became a sore point that bugged him. After all, anyone who was hunted the entire way back, even getting pursued all the way to their residence, would surely feel a little traumatized.
At that time, the two sorcerers who were trying to assassinate Melgor had been killed by Milo. Melgor did not even get to see those two bounty hunters and had only seen Old Durkin.
So, in Melgor’s mind, he was always under the impression it was the strange White Mask who was hunting him.
While they were returning to the Kingdom of Sorcerers, someone suddenly cast a spell in the middle of the night that nearly killed him and the sheeple. After returning to York County, the other party even committed arson wantonly in the city.
Faced with such a ferocious assailant, Melgor was really scared. Since he was not an archmage, it was only normal he would feel afraid when being pursued.
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