CHAPTERS
Before he could finish, Wolf's face turned pale. At some point, Black Weasel was glaring at him. The sight, reminiscent of a vicious interrogator blocking the path of a prisoner, made Silver's scalp tingle. He tried to say something but stopped himself. Telling him to back off wouldn't work; Black Weasel wouldn't even pretend to listen. Instead of wasting time appeasing that bastard, it was better to think of a plan for when the exorcism failed. No matter what, he needed to secure multiple escape…- 119.9 K • Ongoing
- A naked man suddenly teared through the fog. A long, sharp spear pierced through his lower body, protruding from his wide-open mouth. His face bore three eyes. Both side eyes were closed, while the single eye in the center of his forehead glared wide open. It was a 'Bone Stake', something Silver had seen only three or four times in his entire life. While ordinary tribes typically adorned their bows with animal heads, the ships of the Stoll royal family were different. Guarding the bow was an ominous…
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- Silver and Black Weasel flinched simultaneously. Red Eagle stammered. Black Weasel rubbed his chin, murmuring, "Ah... Hmm..." before smiling brightly. Red Eagle's eyes went completely blank. Wolf covered his mouth with both hands like a monk seeing a female nude painting for the first time. Silver said flatly. Wolf's voice trailed off. Black Weasel raised one eyebrow. Silver, too, grew tense. The flow of the waves against the oar was slowing. The white currents that had risen…
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- Wolf fidgeted as he paced in place. Silver's gaze lingered on his anxious face. Though bathed in the flickering torchlight, it radiated a chill like a snow-covered canyon. A rich wine, perhaps? To think that ordinary face could inspire such a grand sentiment… the Glamaug must still be latching onto Wolf. Wait, maybe my eyes are just worn out from staring at that old Bingapsu's weathered face for so long. “Hey, fairy. What do you think of that guy's face? Is he handsome?” He asked a third…
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- Silver swallowed dryly and opened his mouth. “What's the big deal? We just had a drink together, like any other kids our age.” In response to those words, Black Weasel turned his gaze towards Silver. After scrutinizing his son with piercing intensity for a moment, Black Weasel spoke. "Don't drink with that bastard anymore. Stay away from that servant. Don't speak to him. Don't even look him in the eye." His hostile tone rendered Silver speechless. "Why go this far with the servant… Is…
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- Although he dismissed the remark as nothing serious, a dark cloud loomed over Silver's mind. He vaguely remembered what Wolf had said. “The skeleton seems to like rules. And it's unkind. It made us form teams without telling us what punishment awaited.” What if it gave a reward later… cleverly disguised so we couldn’t tell it was a reward… without telling us the rules… Wolf seemed to be thinking the same. The two boys looked at each other and swallowed dryly at the same moment. From afar,…
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- Silver rowed while gazing up at the night sky. The moon crawled over the mountain ridge. It had been around sunset when he was dragged away by the skeleton, meaning roughly the time it takes to burn a single candle had passed. That nightmare, the very thought of which drove him mad, felt like a thousand years had passed, but in reality, it could fit in a single candle. At that moment, he understood how an ant watching a human's shoe swoop down on it felt. Silence fell. Not only the prince and his…
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- It was a stupid question, as expected. Silver knew it too. Black Weasel was bad for him. He was reckless, impulsive, and the epitome of a lowlife in every way. Maybe that was why he'd stayed by his side all this time. Because he and that bastard were no different. They understood each other too well. Silver tore his gaze away from Wolf. He tossed the nearly burnt-out hallucinogenic herb into the brazier. The flames flickered in the cold winter wind. Silence fell. It was a long while before a…
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- Before Silver, whose mind had gone blank, Red Eagle kept wailing. Wolf took a step back and examined the prince from head to toe. Red Eagle wiped his eyes with his sleeve. Wolf said firmly. Wolf, who had been petting Red Eagle, met Silver's gaze. His amber eyes seemed to happily say, 'Well, Silver? I followed you all the way!' But Silver's gaze fell downward. Was reckless courage just foolhardiness? Then what does that make me, who went searching for you and…
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- Black Weasel flew into a rage. “Shut up, idiot! Just leave already!" Silver stepped in front of Black Weasel. “The clown's rotating! How many rotation does it have left? Two? One?" "Don't stop me, Sil…! Rotations? I don't know?" Silver massaged his temples and looked at Wolf. The latter had turned away, looking down at the stone spike. The voice spoke just in time. 〔The clown begins its tenth rotation.〕 "Right, Silver! How long did it take you to get…
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