Chapter 8
Mitch made his way down the road Seto had gone, Jerome and Brice tagging along not far behind. Up ahead, Seto was walking with the leather bag slung over one shoulder, heading towards the forest.
"Hey, Seto!"
Mitch tensed. "Quick, hide!" He hissed, pushing Jerome and Brice under a nearby bush with him.
"Hello," Seto replied. Through the leaves of the bush, Mitch saw him walk up to an older angel with short red hair who was standing at the edge of the forest. "Alesa, right?" Seto asked.
"Yep!" The angel replied. She must have been the Castle Guard escort Seto had mentioned. "I know where a couple portals are, so we can stop by each until we find one that's open. Sometimes the portals go on and off at random."
"Okay," Seto nodded. "Lead the way."
The two spread their wings and took off. Mitch stood up and groaned.
"What, you think they're gonna walk through the dangerous mysterious forest?" Jerome asked, standing up and brushing a leaf off of his suit.
"What's the problem? We could still follow them," Brice said.
"I can't fly, though," Mitch said with a frown.
Brice blinked. "Oh! Right, sorry. Maybe we should head back, then..."
"We could still follow on foot," Jerome suggested.
"Damnit," Brice muttered.
"Let's hurry, then!" Mitch declared, already hurrying towards the forest. Jerome followed him, forcing Brice to tag along.
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