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Chapter 1194

    He did not regret it…..


    That was enough.


    Andrius pondered for a moment and said, “Although they were driven away, there’s a high chance


    they’lle back with more formidable experts. This ce is no longer safe. Move her to a safer


    location first.”


    With those words, he was clearly indicating his willingness to take responsibility for this matter on


    Noir’s behalf.


    Noir’s eyes welled up. “Thanks, Andy!”


    Andrius did not know whether tough or cry and smacked his head. “Stop acting like a little girl and go


    handle it.”


    “Yes!” Noir nodded heavily.


    Then, they found a new ce.


    Andrius called Old Hagstorm to exin the situation. “Master, something unexpected happened just


    now.”


    He exined the whole incident in detail.


    Old Hagstorm pondered for a moment, then said, “Andrius, just do what you want. I’ll keep an eye on


    this matter for you secretly. You don’t need to worry.”


    “Thank you, Master!”


    Andrius felt relieved by Old Hagstorm’s words.


    While he was on the phone, Noir personally took action and took care of the ndonian girl who was


    still unconscious, ensuring that she did not suffer any difort.


    This amused Andrius.


    “Tsk, tsk, tsk… Noir, you’ve finally bloomed.”


    Noir instantly blushed from the tease, wanting to find a hole to hide in and


    escape the embarrassment of being exposed to the world of love.


    However, for the first time, he did not argue against Andrius‘ words.


    “You…”


    Ever since Noir said that he


    heart and was not surprised not regret it, Andrius already had an idea in his


    the situation. He simply chuckled and did not


    continue teasing him.


    As for Noir… He continued to take care of the ndonian girl.


    Andrius saw this but did not say much and went back to his room.


    Ring-


    As soon as he entered, a call came in.


    Surprisingly, the screen showed that it was the princess of Bardan, Anna.


    After answering the call, Anna said anxiously, “Wolf King, can I ask you for your help with something?


    One of my ndonian friends has gone missing. I want you to use your intelligencework to find out


    where she is now.”


    When he was at the western foothills of Mount Valdez, if not for Anna’s help, Andrius did not know how


    things would have turned out. Now, he naturally would not refuse to help Anna find a person.


    “I’m in ndom right now, Your Highness.” Andrius readily replied, “Who do you want to find? Just


    send me her information. I’ll personally help find her.‘


    “Thank you! Thank you so much, Wolf King!”


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    Anna expressed her gratitude and immediately sent her friend’s information to Andrius.


    “Her name is Katalina. She’s neen this year and is the younger sister of Queen Margerina. She’s a


    full–blooded Obaroan.”


    Andrius did not think much of it and simply agreed. “When I’m done with my business, I’ll immediately


    help you ask around. There shouldn’t be any problems.”


    In any case, the medicinal herbs were the priority. That was final.


    “Okay, Thank you, Wolf King.” Anna hung up the phone in satisfaction.


    Finding a person in ndom was like finding a needle in a haystack. Andrius took down the information


    she sent and entered Dreand.


    In the middle of the night, the wind blew, and the moon was bright.


    A lean figure suddenly climbed up.


    It was Noir.


    He tiptoed to the separate room prepared for the ndonian girl, intending to change her


    bandages/This level of care could be considered going above and beyond.


    However, just as he was about to pull back the girl’s nket to expose the wound and reapply the


    medicine, she suddenly woke up.
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