"Hahaha! They're so stupid! They must be really shocked to find me gone from my cell."
Inside the luxurious horse-drawn carriage, Belfor couldn't hold back his triumphant laughter.
Last night, he had ordered the coachman employed by Nolan to take him to one of his hidden bases. From there, he immediately commanded his subordinates to take him as far away as possible.
It had been twelve hours since he left the capital, and they were now approaching the southern region before continuing on to the Holy Empire of Valtanir.
He had chosen that empire because it was hostile toward the Great Empire of Velmora. Moreover, it was the home of the Singularity of Light.
Even if his trail was discovered in the Holy Empire of Valtanir, Ragan wouldn't dare act recklessly. That gave Belfor the chance to relax and not rush to flee again.
"Hah..." Belfor sighed softly as he leaned back in the soft chair.
His right hand held a glass of wine, which he sipped like a drink of victory.
