Chapter 437 - Chapter 437: Chapter 414 Fischers "Magic Wolf (1/2)

Chapter 437: Chapter 414 Fischer’s “Magic Wolf

Under the night sky shrouded by heavy dark clouds, raindrops fell like endless silver needles, violently striking the ground, causing fine splashes to erupt only to be swiftly scattered by even fiercer winds.

“Boom!”

Thunder roared, low and oppressive, weaving together with lightning to create a terrifying picture of the dark night.

Silently, a few people inside the house gazed out, not daring to make a sound.

On the street, several black figures emerged stealthily, like the most elusive specters in the darkness, their figures cloaked in long black capes that seemed to merge with the night. Their pace was neither hurried nor slow, but in the dark, their true movements were difficult to trace.

Those people…

Despite the raging storm, Charlotte saw an indescribable chill on the faces of the black figures; their faces flashed intermittently under the lightning, full of mystery and unpredictability.

Pair after pair of eyes, hidden in the shadows of the capes, glowed sharply, as if they were peering into the deepest secrets of the world.

Among the silent onlookers, Charlotte’s teacher suddenly spoke up.

“Those seem to be people of the Black Tide… Why have they found us!”

The Black Tide!

Charlotte’s eyes instantly widened, and she subconsciously gripped her hands tight!

The Black Tide was undoubtedly a fearsome secret organization, shrouded in legend, and long under the command of the “demon of the East Coast,” “Iron Mask Man” Duke Darren.

Compared to the Eye of the Raven, the Black Tide often felt even more unsettling.

And the difference between the Black Tide and the Eye of the Raven was that the latter was an officially recognized monitoring organization by the Cyart officials, while the Black Tide was a group of evil hidden in the shadows!

They were like the black shadows stretching out from Duke Darren, engulfing one person after another like an evil tide!

What should we do?

The people of the Black Tide have come!

Charlotte took a deep breath.

Although all five people in the house were Extraordinary Exponents, only she and the teacher were strong ones at low-level and middle-level Transmutation, whereas the other three were merely high-level Beginning Bloodline Knights.

Could we defeat the Black Tide?

“Teacher?”

She asked softly, and the respected elder took a deep breath, his voice determined.

“It seems we’ve been discovered.”

“Next, we might have to fight a life-and-death battle.”

Everyone became visibly anxious, and so someone whispered:

“What do we do? Since we’ve been discovered, doesn’t that mean our plan has failed?”

Others were suddenly outraged, clenching their fists, venting all their dissatisfaction on the Rhea People.

“Damn it! It’s all because those cursed Rhea People never showed up!”

“Should we surrender?” Suddenly, someone made a suggestion that silenced everyone.

Charlotte was stunned, then everyone turned their heads, their expressions varying as they looked at the person who had advocated surrender.

Swallowing nervously, that person flailed their hands, their face exaggerated and anxious as they said, “Since we’re doomed to fail, why continue in this folly? I’m not afraid to die. I can accept death if my name remains after assassinating the Queen, but being caught here means dying unknown in a filthy ditch. Better to surrender and find another opportunity!”

What nonsense! That person was clearly just scared and cowardly — Charlotte felt an immense rage building inside her and almost wanted to strike!

However, her calm teacher laid a hand on her shoulder to signal her not to attack that “companion.”

He looked around at everyone calmly, and said indifferently, “So that’s it. Some of you have come here for revenge, others for fame, and yes, some for the Cyart in your hearts.”

Charlotte watched silently as her teacher slowly turned around, his slender figure appearing tall and imposing as he walked to the door.

“I won’t oppose any of you, and I won’t stop anyone from surrendering. That’s each individual’s choice. In fact, just holding out this long is already a testament to great courage,” he said.

His voice wasn’t loud but was incredibly steady and profound.

“No one truly knows what the future of Cyart holds. I am fully aware that Duke Darren and the Fischer family may be ruthless and brutal, yet they are not as corrupt and incompetent as the resistors claim. On the contrary, they are capable and might even lead Cyart to a better future.”

What was the teacher saying… Why was he acknowledging the Fischer family, that demonic family?

Charlotte stared, her mouth agape, her whole body trembling slightly, her heart a tumult of shock.

She had always felt that the Fischer family was disrupting the established order, the new system clearly plunging Cyart into a horrific chaos, with everyone suffering as a result!

Therefore, Charlotte simply could not understand why her teacher would show any recognition for the Fischer family!

The teacher continued to speak.