The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 30

Creating a map was a task that couldn’t be finished in a day or two. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}

Especially for Draven, who was thinking of leisurely travelling around the continent, as soon as night came, he returned to his own palace after he wandered around the human kingdoms nearest to the ancient forest where he first woke up.

The next day, he spent his morning working on the map with the information he collected the previous day.

As he dipped his quill in ink, he could not help but think his day was unusually calm and boring. The reason was obvious—his only personal servant was not present. No one was talking nonsense and complaining about everything.

Though other servants were serving their king in Erlos’ absence, no one dared to make a sound, as if they wanted him to think they didn’t exist. Erlos was the only one bold enough to behave the way he wanted in front of the King.

Erlos–-in his absence, the palace seemed dead quiet.

‘Has he not returned yet? If he uses his powers right, he should be back by now.’

Draven thought and closed his eyes to focus. For some people with a special aura on their body, Draven could sense their presence at will, as long as he met them once. It was especially easy for him to find unique existences like Erlos, the only remaining High Elf bloodline in this continent. In the first place, Ronan was not far from the palace and it made it easy for him to find his servant.

Guessing that the young elf was in his home in Ronan city, he felt relieved that Erlos didn’t disappoint him. As expected, he managed to return in time by using his powers.

As he confirmed Erlos’ return, he found his thoughts wandering to a particular person in that city.

‘Is that thing with Leeora?’

Leeora was someone he had known for centuries, thus, her presence was one of the most familiar to him. When he spread his awareness to cover her surroundings, he could not feel anyone near her. However, knowing Leeora, she would place that girl on her side since the girl is an outsider.

Frown lines appeared on his forehead as this human continued to remain a mystery for him.

Draven opened his eyes and his anger diverted to the obvious target. ‘That Erlos, how dare he not come straight to the palace to report to me?’

The next moment, he disappeared from his study, leaving his work on the map half-done.