Chapter 161: The Devil’s Crucible The city itself was a vessel of magical power. Like the good worker bees, many gifted people came to give magical power. At an early age, Filaret’s father told her that the great wizard who once left such words was the founder of the Volgograd […]
Chapter 160: The Sorceress’ Scheme The sunset illuminated the corridor of the Lord of Belfein’s mansion through the windows. A servant carrying a water bottle lowered his head reverently upon seeing the black hair reflected in the window. 「…Excuse me, Lady Filaret.」 Filaret’s black hair slowly passed in front of […]
Chapter 159: The End of the Old Journey The purple lightning of the treasure sword swayed in the air as it cut through the darkness. However, it could not make it in time. Yet, surrendering was out of the question. At the expense of his left arm, Lugis reached for […]
Chapter 158: The Price to Pay The sun shined through the streets of Belfein and the darkness of the night slowly woken up. Little by little, the sun began to disappear from the horizon where the mercenaries and the private army of the Lord stood. They were in an area […]
Chapter 157: An Obvious Realization The thick air that covered the battlefield made my eyes tingle. The impatience and tension that burned my skin fluttered deep inside of my chest. Caria’s silver sword, which was devouring my right shoulder, drew backwards. My crimson blood, which looked dark now, stupendously burst […]
Chapter 156: The Longing that Burns The silver blade became like a single line while approaching my flank. The dust dispersed in the air when she twisted her body to pierce me with her blade. The sunlight shined in response to the silver flash. *metallic sound* An unpleasant sound of […]
Chapter 155: The Duel on the Battlefield …Let me ask this again…Lugis. You’re on my side, aren’t you? The moment those words hit my earlobes; I felt my chest shaking with neither frustration, nor fear, nor even anger. Just. Well, just. Pure sorrow represented my shaking heart. No, I was […]
Chapter 154: The Destination of that Hand When my eyes caught the silver hair divided into two ponytails, the first words that appeared in my mind were: “why she was here?”. After all, she shouldn’t even know that I was in Belfein. But, for some reason, she wielded her silver […]
Chapter 153: Wise and Foolish Saint Matia stroke her chest when the Steel Princess Vestaline, who came from the high-class tavern along with the mercenaries who followed her, walked across the road. Lugis did not follow their backs. Rather, he stood still at the edge of the road, as if […]
Chapter 152: The Pride of the Strong and the Will of the Weak …Droplets of blood, mixed with the sand smoke, swayed with the wind and fluttered in the air. A deadly sound echoed on the road with a strange lingering noise. The hands holding the battle-told that Vestaline herself […]
