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Indeed, the Marquis of Ailun, who had lived as a high-ranking noble for many years, exuded an overwhelming presence just by appearing. The very air around him seemed to grow colder. But Sharhan resisted the weight of that pressure. If he let fear stop him just because his enemy raised his voice, he would never be able to face his deceased parents. With a bitter smile tugging at his lips, Sharhan swung his sword at Harrel with even more force. Lestel, too, continued his attacks, unaffected by anything…- 264.3 K • Completed
- Seeing that, Sharhan’s anxiety surged. ‘Damn it, I didn’t think they’d catch up this fast.’ He’d expected them to chase after him, there was no way they’d give up the heirloom. But he hadn’t anticipated they’d move so quickly. He’d only intended to take a short break for the sake of the injured and exhausted, but that pause had now come back to bite them. Still, there was no time to regret it, and even if he could go back, he would’ve made the same choice. That’s how bad…
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- After a brief silence, Sharhan let out a dry laugh. His shoulders shook as he pointed his sword at Parel. “Did you come here to make jokes? Join forces with you? Have you forgotten what you did to us? If you’re here to propose I cut off your head, then I’m all ears.” “I’ve never feared death. But I can’t die before I kill the emperor. I chased him all the way from Luhas to the capital, and now to this place. I know why you hate me. But if I help you bring down Ailun and kill the emperor…
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- Lestel clicked his tongue in frustration and ran a hand through his hair. Since Harrel had seen Sharhan, he must have informed the marquis. That meant the marquis would inevitably try to seize the heirloom from Sharhan, by scouring Serman if he had to, in order to ensure both his survival now and his plans for the future. “For our own safety, we have to kill the marquis.” Thinking of the swarming corpses and the bloodshot eyes of the charging Harrel made the idea of returning to the castle…
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- While Sharhan was basking in the joy of reuniting with Iris, the sound of soft sobbing reached his ears. It was the nanny. Sharhan stifled a laugh as he watched her dab at her tears with the sleeve of her dress. “Come here too, Nanny. You’ve been through a lot looking after Iris, haven’t you?” “It was nothing. But, young master, why are you so thin?” As she came closer and gently stroked Sharhan’s cheek with a look of concern, he let out a dry chuckle. She looked even more gaunt than…
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- Harrel, as if he had expected it, dodged easily and drew his sword to counter. “Your opponent is me, Kaios!” The knight who had come with Harrel flinched, then pointed his sword at Sharhan as he turned to move toward Lestel. Sharhan tensed, facing the knight. From the corner of his eye, he saw Lestel struggling against Harrel. Harrel, the Marquis of Ailun’s closest aide, had once been Lestel’s sword instructor in his youth. Sharhan had also trained under him once or twice and knew just how…
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- “What? Addicted to tea? What are you talking about?” Hans laughed and waved his hand like he’d just heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. Tea addiction, anyone unaware of the situation would have scoffed at the idea too. Sharhan let out a sigh. In every village they passed on the way here, there were always one or two people addicted to Paphun tea. Some had bought it cheaply from peddlers, while others had gotten it for free. As addiction tends to go, those addicted to Paphun grew…
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- Sharhan’s face twisted. The situation inside the keep had become pure chaos. The moving corpses reached out with cloudy, lifeless eyes, grabbing whoever was closest and sinking their teeth into them. Each time they lifted their heads, bloodied chunks of flesh dangled from their mouths. The dead did not discriminate. Survivors and soldiers alike were torn apart indiscriminately. “Aaah! Please, spare me!” “Shit, stop them! Stop them!” “Get away! Die, just die…
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- The soldier was young and fit, and his strides were fast. Kuph, on the other hand, was old and worn, lagging behind. The soldier’s sword was close enough to graze his back at any moment. The nanny wasn’t in much better shape. She clenched her teeth, doing her best to ignore the pain in her injured ankle and run, but her pace couldn’t match what it had once been. “Faster, nanny, run faster!” Sharhan could do nothing but shout desperately while fending off the soldiers rushing at…
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- They saw two men standing firmly in front of the second door. Both were dressed like regular soldiers, holding their long spears upright with the tips resting on the ground, eyes fixed forward. ‘No matter how quietly we move, they’re bound to notice.’ There was nothing in the hallway that could conceal Sharhan and Lestel. No matter how stealthily they approached, they would be seen. Sharhan wasn’t afraid of a fight, he was worried that any noise might alert the entire castle. As he bit his…
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