Chapter: 1121
Who would have thought this seemingly ordinary young man had such a formidable presence?
Even the warden of Azkaban had to show him deference.
"I misjudged him!" Cornelius swallowed. He recalled how he had wanted Dustin to bow before Caius. But their roles were remarkably reversed instead.
"Oh, Sir Rhys, by the way, someone is waiting for you outside. Why don’t I escort you out? It’s dirt y and sm elly here. It certainly doesn’t befit your status," Caius suddenly changed the subject.
"Someone is waiting for me? Who?" Dustin was curious. It had to be someone extraordinary if they could help him out of Azkaban.
Caius kept him in the dark instead of giving a direct answer.
"You’ll find out when you get out." "Let’s go." Dustin nodded. He had just taken two steps forward before stopping abruptly.
He looked back at Cornelius and the rest of the group. Then, he said, "These people are my friends. They’re not exactly bad people. Can you release them?"
"Of course! Since they are your friends, they must be righteous people!" Caius flattered Dustin.
Then, he waved his hand and ordered, "Release them!"
One after the other, the chains made of darksteel were unshackled. It seemed like a dream. Everyone was in disbelief.
They had thought they would spend their entire lives trapped in Azkaban. They never imagined that they would see the light of day again.
The prisoners felt extremely fortunate.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Roswell!" Cornelius and the rest of the group thanked him.
"You should be thanking Sir Rhys." Caius played smart.
"Thank you very much, Sir Rhys!"
They bowed down profoundly. Tears of happiness welled up in their eyes. At that moment, Dustin was their savior.
"I’m a part of the Shadow Gang, after all. I can’t just leave all of you here to suffer. Let’s go out together." With a gentle smile, Dustin confidently strode out of Azkaban.
They had only spent a short time together, but Dustin could tell they were people with good hearts.
They only ki lled those who deserved it.
For that reason, he decided to help them.
The cells in Azkaban were situated underground, so Dustin followed Caius. They stepped into the elevator.
It was already evening when they reached the surface. With the sun setting slowly, the sky was covered in hues of fiery red.
Dustin squinted and took a deep breath before stepping out from behind the iron gates. He took only a few steps when a mesmerizing figure caught his eye.
The iconic silver hair, red attire, three-foot viridescent sword, and a naturally cold yet captivatingly beautiful face left Dustin stunned. Memories from his past flooded his mind.