The Night Roamer was excited.
The Blood Clan found advancement exceedingly difficult, and he had lingered at the level of Lower Gold for far too many years.
One significant reason he became a Divine Favored of Uller was to gain formidable strength!
And now, he finally saw this possibility!
"Miraculous blood… combined with the favor of a True God, hehe… looks like I'm one step closer to the title of Duke!"
The Night Roamer thought blissfully as he headed towards the Half-Beast Tribe.
However, on his way back, he suddenly stopped.
His initially excited mood gradually cooled, and his expression grew solemn:
"Something's not right…"
He took out his storage ring, his handsome pale face oscillating between expressions:
"She couldn't possibly have been unaware that I kidnapped an elf, so why didn't she stop me?"
"The Elf Forest is vast, so why was she able to arrive so quickly right after I attacked the elf…?"
At that moment, a flash of insight struck in the Night Roamer's mind.
