(Orlax's POV)
It has been several days since I left the capital and headed to the Eastern Empire.
I moved from city to city, person to person, searching for the witch—but it was all in vain.
It was as if she had vanished without a trace, which stirred a wave of frustration within me.
Due to the exhaustion and fatigue from days of travel and searching, my mental state began to deteriorate, and I was nearing my limit.
Currently, I was in a city located in the southern part of the Eastern Empire.
"Alex, any news?"
"Unfortunately, Your Majesty, there's no trace of the witch's whereabouts."
I was currently lying on the rooftop of one of the houses while speaking to Alex on the phone.
"Alright, keep looking. If you find anything, call me."
"Understood."
I ended the call and slammed the ground in frustration.
"Where the hell did you go?"
I looked up at the night sky and began to gaze at the stars that lit it.
