Ten days passed.
There was a large network of elven spies all around the continent.
With Vivvye's help, Julien met with one in Silverose Kingdom. After getting information on other spies around from the new spy, Julien killed him and moved on.
Vivvye watched what was happening but couldn't do much about it.
In front of his very eyes, his comrades were getting slaughtered.
He didn't feel much about it other than pity.
With so many spies dying, the elven authorities were bound to find out. It was only a matter of time before Julien got more trouble on his way.
Vivvye didn't warn him about it and watched from the sidelines, enthusiastic about his potential end.
With how many spies there were, Julien felt it would be better if he informed his aunt about it.
He also had a few matters related to the war to discuss with her. He called home and the maids arrived with carriages.
Onto the horse carried carriage Julien boarded.
