Prison Island
After putting on the disguise, I returned to the control mirror. I had covered myself with a black overcoat and a new mask.
Next, I began waiting for an opportunity. I didn't think these wizards were going to stay like this for several hours.
Time passed.
Morning turned into noon. Finally, the Forbidden Wizards encircling the well showed some signs of relaxing by talking to one another.
The Magic Lords, however, remained firm, not moving an inch from their posts.
My expression shifted. If the Magic Lords loosened up like the Forbidden Wizards, I would take my chance.
Time went on.
Night fell. The Magic Lords outside began to relax their rigid postures.
As time passed, they began conversing with others just like the Forbidden Wizards. They also started wandering a little further from their positions.
The Forbidden Wizards noticed this behavior, but they said nothing. They were already busy conversing among themselves.
