Hearing these words, Morgana felt an icy chill shoot through her from the soles of her feet to her scalp.
It was a sensation she hadn’t experienced since the accidental rescue by Morvel more than three centuries ago on
Shiwan Mountain.
The last time panic had gripped her was when she stumbled upon Morvel’s portrait online. But now, she faced the
shocking revelation that her master, who had seemingly reached the end more than 300 years ago and ventured
westward, might still be alive today. The impact of this revelation was utterly unprecedented.
Morgana couldn’t contain the fear welling up in her heart. With a voice quivering, she stammered, “Master… Your
Disciple… I… I know that I was wrong…”
In that moment, an enraged shout pierced Morgana’s ears as Morvel’s frigid voice commanded, “Begone!”
His words struck Morgana’s heart like a thunderbolt. She dared not hesitate any longer.
Trembling, she rose, bowed to the stone wall, and whispered, “Master, I seek forgiveness for my sins. I will
depart…”
Turning away with haste, she dragged her leaden legs out of the cave.
Once outside, Morgana didn’t dare linger. She briskly exited the mountain, her heartbeat racing faster and heavier
than ever before.
She muttered to herself, “How is this possible… How is this possible… Didn’t he reach his end more than three
centuries ago? Why is he still alive today?”
Her mind swirled with doubts. “No! It’s not certain whether he’s alive or dead! Perhaps he truly isn’t dead, or maybe
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthis consciousness endures even after death. Perhaps he died long ago, leaving behind nothing more than an illusion
to torment me…”
There was no solace to be found in Morgana’s racing thoughts. Despite considering all three possibilities, she
couldn’t find a single reassuring answer. All she wanted now was to escape Shiwan and China as swiftly as possible.
***
While Morgana fled through the mountains, Jagoan and Maria tirelessly monitored real-time footage from
surveillance cameras within dozens of kilometers of Morgana’s last known location.
The place was nestled deep in the mountains, with only two small towns along a nearly 100-kilometer stretch of
highway.
Surveillance cameras were scarce, but to improve their efficiency, Maria enlisted the help of Marius, Keagan, and
Larry, four octogenarians, each operating a computer to share the workload. Jagoan also administered them an
enhanced Life Saving Pill to keep them alert and extend their lifespans by a year or two.
From night till dawn, fatigue eluded them, and dry eyes remained at bay. Then, Maria exclaimed, “It’s Morgana!”
pointing at her computer screen.
Jagoan hurried over to see the surveillance footage of a woman walking determinedly along a rural road early in
the morning. She was heading towards the camera’s location.
“Where’s this camera?” Jagoan inquired with astonishment.
Maria replied, “It’s more than 20 kilometers from where Morgana disappeared, near a town called Erdaoshan.”
Perplexed, Jagoan asked, “She vanished halfway through her journey. I suspect she left the highway somehow. Why
would she suddenly reappear here? If this was her destination, why not drive straight here?”
Shaking her head, Maria said, “I have no idea…”
As they watched, Morgana hailed a passing van in the footage. After a brief exchange with the driver, she waved a
wad of red banknotes, persuading him to accept her offer. Morgana promptly climbed into the backseat once the
transaction was complete.
Jagoan was bewildered. “Where is Morgana headed?”
Maria shrugged. “I can’t fathom it, my lord…”
Jagoan decided, “For now, let’s keep an eye on her and see where that van takes her.”
“Agreed.” In the underdeveloped mountain towns, surveillance was primarily concentrated on traffic routes,
allowing Maria to track the van’s movements by switching between road cameras.
Soon, the van exited the town, heading towards the highway entrance.
Inside the dilapidated van, Morgana was eager to escape China. She messaged her crew, urging them to arrange a
route for her to fly directly from Myanmar to the nearest airport.
Originally, she had planned to exit the country using the same route she used to enter, but the unexpected turn of
events made her impatient to leave China behind.
Ten minutes later, the van emerged from a tunnel, and Morgana recognized the bridge where she had abandoned
the vehicle earlier.
She inquired of the driver, “Master, what happens if a vehicle doesn’t leave the highway for a long time? Will they
investigate?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe driver, without looking back, scoffed, “Who has the time for that? They issue cards at the entrance and collect
fees at the exit. They couldn’t care less about who stays on the expressway.”
Morgana pressed on, “Each vehicle receives a billing card at the entrance. If it’s not settled at the exit, won’t the
highway authorities look into it?”
The driver chuckled, “Investigate? Who’d bother? Every day, there are countless cars slipping through the cracks.
They’re too busy to worry about who stays on the expressway.”
He brandished his own expressway card and continued, “It’s just this piece of plastic. Useless. When we exit the
expressway, I’ll just pick a random exit and breeze through. Won’t cost me a dime. I’ve got a drawer full of these at
home.”
Relieved by his response, Morgana knew her abandoned van wouldn’t be discovered anytime soon, granting her
ample time to vanish from China by any means possible.
***
Meanwhile, Jagoan and Maria remained oblivious to Morgana’s current situation.
They had no way of knowing that the van she had boarded was now heading in the opposite direction of her earlier
journey. Jagoan furrowed his brows and wondered, “Is Morgana leaving?”
Maria nodded, puzzled herself. “It seems so, but it’s rather hasty. After all the trouble she went through to reach
Shiwan, why leave so soon? Could it be that she’s avoiding someone?”
Jagoan mused, “I don’t know.”
Suddenly, his face lit up with excitement. “Regardless, let’s keep tracking that van. Once Morgana leaves the
mountain, we must act swiftly!”
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