Return of the Legendary Runesmith Chapter 66 65- Abducted(2)

Adrian was...teleported away.

He found himself in a gallery or sort, as he followed Munrow.

"Since you had teleportation...why did you even bother asking ?" He could have just teleported him here and Adrian wouldn't have been able to resist.

Even in Acolytes, teleportation magic was rare amongst rare. Those who possess Space magic have a vast range of magic and have always a way to escape if things go beyond their control.

The man shrugged, "I was being respectful since I believe our friendship would go on for a long ti."

'Like hell...' Adrian would sohow save Eve from here and escape.

"If Eve didn't tell you about my abilities, then how did you find out?"

"Space magic is a dangerous thing, Professor." He nonchalantly revealed.

Adrian clicked his tongue...without him knowing he was being under surveillance all this ti.

"Who are you that so many high-ranking Acolytes are working under you?" Adrian asked after a brief pause.

From what he could sense, the person in front wasn't a Fallen God's follower, so why was he working with Acolytes? No, the better question was, why did they—the ones who believe in sorcery supremacy—choose to work with him?

"They aren't working for . They are working with . Aiming for a common goal." He casually responded making Adrian believe that the man was excessively confident in his approach to know that his plans won't go out.

"As for my identity, I go by the na Munrow. Once, I used to work as a Warden, but those guys couldn't stomach my work ethic."

Adrian clenched his fists, 'I knew it'.

The villain of the arc surely couldn't remain sitting ideally on the sidelines.

The difference was, rather than going after the armants he went after the one who can make it.

Soon, they crossed the gallery and entered a huge hall where several Acolytes stood.

Adrian assessed the room and tried to find any escape route—however, his feet ca to an abrupt halt and his eyes froze upon noticing a certain soone currently pinned to the wall.

"...Eve." his voice hitched, sweat trailed down his back as he saw the sa woman who escorted him a few weeks ago.

"She is alive," Munrow assured, "But she's too damn weak to survive for more than an hour ..if only my n don't heal her."

Sitting down on his throne, Munrow heard Adrian finally losing his cool, "Release her instantly! I am here as you demanded so liberate her."

He, naturally, felt guilty seeing the girl in such a piteous state. If not for him creating an armant that day, she wouldn't have been abducted and tortured.

Munrow grinned, "It's in your hand to save her, Professor. Build a good First-grade armant for and I will release-"

"Give the weapon." Adrian turned towards him and demanded.

Munrow was slightly taken aback by the readiness. He has often heard that craftsn and those who are brilliant in their field always tend to be stubborn. He was actually thinking of torturing the girl a bit to force him. But well.

"Here you go." He pulled the battle axe from behind and offered it to Adrian.

Adrian could barely hold it in his hand because of its weight, that's why he rested it on the footrest.

While he stabilized the weapon on the stool, he waved his hand, and instantly, four revolving insignia of the four elents appeared behind Munrow—startling everyone.

Adrian told him, "Feed your mana into it."

Munrow wordlessly did what he was asked for.

Adrian wasn't surprised to see the Earth elent dripping—he had an affinity with Gravity, a dangerous elent.

Those with Gravity magic can summon a small black hole if they have a Fifty-grade weapon with them.

However, Adrian didn't think about it much and ran his runic pencil on the axe, writing the runes in the Confluence dialect.

It took him less than twenty seconds before Adrian picked up the axe and told him, "Your weapon is ready, but first liberate her and heal her."

Munrow was amazed by his skills, but "Unless I don't try the weapon, I can't let her go. Deal is deal, Professor."

Adrian gritted his teeth, as he told him, "She must be freed from this place if the armant works."

"I give you my word," Munrow confird as he finally held the weapon...and instantly, his eyes widened.

"Boss?" The Acolyte nearby panicked upon seeing that reaction.

But Munrow raised his hand and stopped him.

While holding the axe with one hand he slashed it in the other direction.

A translucent wave phased through the room, pulling every small and big thing towards it before the wave crashed against the wall.

*CRACK*

The slash didn't stop there and continued to dig deeper and deeper as if it was charged with limitless mana.

Munrow exhaled a long breath and looked at his armant.

For the first ti after his beloved axe was taken away from him after he was kicked out of the org, he felt such familiarity with a weapon.

And it was just a freakin first-grade!

"Are you satisfied? Let her go now." Adrian demanded in an exasperated voice.

Munrow had a huge grin on his face as he turned towards one of the Acolytes and nodded at him.

The said being advanced towards Eve and raised his hand.

The nails slowly dissolved and Eve ca crashing down on the ground with a small *Thud*.

Adrian bolted towards her, kneeling beside the girl as he saw the Acolyte healing her.

Her wounds, the holes on her wrists, were patched up, and her complexion was improving gradually.

"Hey, Eve..." He softly shook her body, helping her climb out of her slumber as she weakly looked at him.

"A-Adrian?"

"Yes, it's . How do you feel?" He asked for water and was handed by the Acolyte.

Feeding her the water, he asked again, "Can you get up?"

Eve's mind was tired but her body could move properly for so reasons

She slowly nodded and supported herself on her hands.

"Why are you here...?" She asked in a barely audible tone. It could be sensed from her voice that she was extrely tired.

"Don't worry about that and listen to carefully. They will take you out, and the only thing you have to do is run, okay? Run as far away as possible."

Ever wanted to say sothing, possibly reject his request but, "I will be fine. Just go and worry about yourself."

Eve closed her mouth. Seeing the certainty in her eyes she nodded.

"Co with ." The Acolyte spoke as he stood up.

Eve sohow got up on her feet and started to follow him out of the room.

Munrow rubbed his hands as he said, "Okay then, Professor. It's ti for you to show your full potential." With a grin he added, "Built a third graded weapon for ."

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A/N:- Bro's gonna taste the pain of failure. Thanks for reading.