Tangled By Fate-Chapter 503 THE PLAN

Other wizards saw how the stupid man was being punished for his crime. Although they knew of Arthur's ruthlessness, they couldn't help but shiver.

Arthur stared at the hearth expressionlessly before turning his head toward the other wizards.

"The meeting will be in fifteen minutes. Prepare for it," he announced. After that, he headed to the meeting tent.

"So, are we attacking tomorrow night?" Darius asked as he followed Arthur.

"No, in the morning," Arthur shortly replied.

"Huh?" Darius halted on his tracks. "That would be boiling hot!!!"

"Something you cannot handle, hot guy?"

Zinnia brushed past him with a teasing smile.

During the meeting, one of the witches' envoys came to set up the next date.

The meeting with the envoy ended after fixing the date and time for the next battle.

After the envoy left, Arthur had a strategy meeting. Only the highest-level wizards were in the meeting. They were surprised by their Master's plan but didn't argue.

When the meeting ended, everyone went back to the tents to sleep.

Arthur, Zinnia, Darius, Ironin and Merlin sat together and had their own plans that couldn't be disclosed.

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Meanwhile, at the witches' camp ~

"Did you say they agreed without argument?" Queen Isabella asked the envoy.

"Yes, Your Majesty. The Master of the Magic Tower agreed to your request. The battle will start tomorrow at six in the evening."

Queen Isabella smirked.

"That bastard doesn't know what will bite him. Tomorrow is the day his pride will be shattered and crushed in the mud."

Other witches heard her and smirked, feeling satisfied just by imagining the end of the Magic Tower.

"Hold on," someone else said.

That person was standing among the witches. Her shiny black hair and purple eyes were attractive enough to make other women feel jealous.

She stepped forward, moving her voluptuous body. She stood in front of the envoy.

"Is that the only thing you have to say? We sent you to spy on the situation there. Did you notice anything?"

As the witch asked, the envoy thought for a while.

"Now that you mentioned it, the wizards were a bit unusual. They looked uneasy while the four people around the Master of the Magic Tower looked more relaxed. I found it very unusual."

When the envoy said so, Queen Isabella snorted.

"How's that unusual?" she retorted. "They are all his dogs. They are born killers. Why would they be nervous or excited like the wizards?"

"No, I think it's worth checking. They must have their own plans," the beautiful witch stated.

Queen Isabella shrugged.

"I don't understand. What's the point? The war has been ongoing for over a month. They have been going like this until now. Why will they change their plans?"

"This is precisely because the war has been going on for over a month. They must want to end the war quickly," the beautiful witch stated. "We need to know why. Why is there a sudden urge to end the war quickly?"

"Isn't it better if the war ends quickly?" one of the witches said. "Yesterday, many of our sisters died. At this rate, we will become outnumbered."

Other witches agreed with her.

"If you were so worried about being outnumbered, why did you start the war? Did you not think that you wouldn't die at war?"

Queen Isabella's mocking voice made the witches angry. Nonetheless, they didn't argue.

However, the pretty witch confronted her.

"We are prepared to give away our lives for our freedom and honor but what we don't want is to be exterminated completely.

"Be careful of what you say. Here, you are not the queen you are proud of so much."

Queen Isabella glared at the witch. She held the chair handles hard, unable to express her anger.

The beautiful witch went back to the topic, saying, "It's not usual to see people relaxed before the war unless they have some sort of plan in mind and if they think the situation is under control.

"We must find out what is happening in their camp. Let's send a spy."

The other witches agreed to this.

Thus, they made a plan and sent two spies. Three hours later, they came back.

"What did you notice?" the beautiful witch asked.

"Most of the wizards are sleeping," one of the spies replied.

"Sleeping?" Queen Isabella was stunned.

They would confront the witches tomorrow evening. To think they would sleep the night before was unimaginable.

"They are looking down at us."

"How dare they?"

Furious by the news, the witches hissed.

"No wonder they were relaxed." Queen Isabella frowned.

She didn't like the fact that Arthur, the man she hated the most, was looking down on her.

She grew up being pampered and respected by everyone. Whoever came across her path, she eliminated them.

She treated herself like a goddess.

How could she stand being looked down on?

"That's very unusual," the beautiful witch stated. "They never acted like this before. They must have come up with some kind of strategy."

Other witches listened to her and whispered among themselves.

"Did they?" Queen Isabella spoke thoughtfully.

The beautiful witch stated, "If not, they wouldn't be so relaxed. They must be planning to catch us by surprise.

"We have to stay alert. We will be divided into two groups. One group will keep an eye on them in the morning, another one in the evening. We will rest as much as possible.

"If by any chance they want to attack us when we are unprepared, we will have half of the witches left to prevent their attack."

"Half of the witches only?" Queen Isabella retorted. "Do you know how many wizards they have left?"

"Five thousand wizards," the other spy murmured.

"Do you have any better ideas?" I'm all ears," the beautiful witch said.

Queen Isabella wasn't a tactician. How could she come up with any ideas?

"Each group will stay awake for twelve hours only. For the next twelve hours, we rest. This way, if there is a sudden attack, we will wake up and fight with the rest," the witch explained.

Everyone nodded in understanding.

"There is one more thing that I found suspicious," the first spy mentioned.

"What could that be?"