Chapter 831 The Murders In Zaprington
- As Samson lay in bed, ready to retire for the night, Hildemar's booming voice suddenly rang out. “Samson, follow me down the mountain!”
- After swiftly getting dressed, the young man rushed to the gate, where Hildemar was already waiting.
- Since the latter was an ascetic monk, he and Samson were the only ones in his faction.