The Invisible Mogul novel Chapter 2365

“I’m glad to hear that! Still, do you know where the dragon currently is…?” asked Gerald.

“But of course! As I’ve said, several of my ancestors had attempted to take down the Redflame Dragon. Unfortunately, all of them were forced to retreat before they could even get far into Fyre Cave… Regardless, I’ve inherited a map to the cave, as well as a detailed plan. With the map and our combined powers, I believe that we’ll be able to make it further in! Even if we’re forced to retreat, we should be able to escape in one piece with each other’s help!” replied Walter.

“Excellent!” said Gerald.

“Then it’s settled. I’ll gather a few of my men tonight, and once dawn comes, we’ll all head to Fyre cave together! Are you fine with staying at my place tonight?”

“No problem!” declared Gerald before following Walter back to the Zeman family’s residence…

It was later that night when Gerald could be seen lying on his bed in the room that Walter had provided him with. Understandably restless after all that had happened today, Gerald had been pondering about his next step from the moment he laid down.

From what he had sorted out, once he was done with Walter’s quest, he would return to Weston and send his men out to search for the Divine Fruit tree. Following that, he would need to search high and low for any witch descendants. Gerald, for one, refused to believe that such a powerful group of people would be wiped out that easily. With that in mind, if he still couldn’t locate them, then the second-best thing to do was to play the waiting game…!

Just as Gerald had made his mind up, the sound of thunder erupted from the outside! Immediately opening his eyes, the boy then bolted toward the source of the sound! Shortly after, Gerald was greeted by the sight of two men standing on the rooftops…

One of them was Walter, while the other was a white-haired old man dressed in shabby clothes…

Before Gerald could even process what was happening, Walter placed his hands against his back before sternly asking, “Thunder Swordlord… To what do I owe this pleasure?”