Early the next morning, Astrid left the dark castle in the thick morning fog, heading back to her palace.
Staying at Amalia's place for an entire day was already beyond the plan. She hadn't brought enough food for several days, and the reserve of transformation potion was almost used up. Continuing like this, even the identity of Livia couldn't be maintained.
Moreover, she hadn't informed Elise in advance. As an imperial princess, being absent for a day was already pushing the limits. Staying longer might lead to other unforeseen incidents.
Climbing over the wall, just about to follow the remembered route back, Astrid suddenly heard a crisp sound behind her, like hard-soled shoes stepping on the ground, neither heavy nor light.
At this time, there shouldn't be anyone around, and she had just used her spiritual power for a quick scan, indeed finding no targets.
The other party's strength far surpassed hers.
Realizing this, Astrid's eyes sharpened, her thoughts racing.
