CHAPTERS
"Zed... I told you not to do that..." "Ugh... But why are suddenly hitting someone like that...?" Under Harto's fierce punishment, Zed curled up exaggeratedly and complained. "I'm really hurt. This is definitely going to bruise." "R-really? What should I do... Does it hurt a lot? Can I take a look...?" Zed grimaced and feigned pain; Harto, immediately grew restless and began checking his condition. Zed smirked and gave Isadora a knowing glance. "……." It was a face brimming with…- 199.7 K • Ongoing
"It's falling, watch out!" In the heart of the dense forest, a shout rang out as a massive tree fell. Before the trunk even hit the ground, burly lumberjacks rushed in. The sound of axes chopping off branches and striking the trunk echoed from all directions. "Kailen, did you heard the news?" Serdin asked as one of the lumberjacks, who had been loading timber onto a cart, wiped sweat from his brow and stepped into the tent. "What news?" Kailen replied absentmindedly as he vigorously rubbed…- 199.7 K • Ongoing
It happened in an instant. The dragon's massive frame swayed in midair under the coordinated assault of the crows. As he plummeted downward, a colossal cocoon emerged from beneath the tower. Pit! Pit-pit! Pit! Hundreds of silver threads burst forth from the cocoon and pierced the dragon's torso. Silver threads harder than steel and sharper than needles pierced the dragon and he froze mid-air, unable even to scream. His head then slumped limply. "Har...!" Piiit! This time, a feather…- 199.7 K • Ongoing
“…Allen.” At the same moment, in the underground sanctuary . Amidst a standoff with Bernak within the sealed space, Leon called out to Allen with a tense expression. Allen, covered in the dust swirling within the sanctuary and drenched in the crow’s blood, glanced sideways over his shoulder with a face stained black. "I know. You felt it too?" Leon nodded silently. The vibrations rumbling through the ground since earlier were anything but ordinary. 'Could it be... the imperial palace…- 199.7 K • Ongoing
…Boom! “Wh-what’s happening…!” The heads of the knights and Ser in the underground dungeon all turned upward when they heard the deafening sound that felt like the sky were falling. “N-no way it’s collapsing…?” A terrified knight murmured in a trembling voice, and anxious gazes all turned to Ser. Ser was standing before the prison cell where Prince Damien was imprisoned, he concentrated as he deciphered and dismantled each intricate spell embedded within the magic stone. As…- 199.7 K • Ongoing
Zed couldn't believe the sight unfolding before his eyes. The flesh that had maintained human form was torn away like a shed skin, it sprawled grotesquely across the floor. Something burst through that flesh and swelled to the size of a house in the blink of an eye. Thud! A long, black leg burst through the tattered flesh and slammed into the floor. The marble cracked. Another leg shot out, followed by the sound of joints snapping. "This can't be..." Zed unconsciously swallowed dryly and…- 199.7 K • Ongoing
In the darkness. Zed was there alone. He couldn't see ahead, nor could he sense his own body. Even when he flailed at the void, he felt nothing; even when he screamed, his voice was swallowed by the darkness. 'Is this a dream?' He briefly clung to that hope, but it couldn't be. The last thing he saw was Magnus's twisted smile, and the touch of that ominous darkness that had swallowed his entire body still lingered. ‘Harto….’ He was overcome with self-reproach. He had sworn never to let go…- 199.7 K • Ongoing
Clunk. He heard the sound as he was climbing the spiral staircase that seemed to have no end. An ominous sound of something misaligning echoed. Zed instinctively adjusted his grip on his weapon and pressed himself against the wall. But the enemy's presence was no longer audible. Instead, the opposite wall pillar rotated and slid open. Beyond it lay a pitch-black passageway, its depth impossible to gauge. The darkness, impenetrable even an inch ahead, felt eerily like the throat of a giant beast. It…- 199.7 K • Ongoing
“Now that I think about it, maybe I was too obsessed with that pot.” “What? You’re still thinking about what happened at the cafeteria? Melek handled it perfectly. I told you not to worry about it.” Suhyeok, who had been lying in a slightly messy bed after bringing daily necessities one by one, spoke in a slightly hoarse voice. Conversely, Yohan was lying on his tidy bed, he tightly hugged the pillow. He was filled with regret. "It's just... I think I was a bit reckless." Thanks to…- 282.1 K • Ongoing
"When should we go to the commercial district?" "...After the lecture, I have to spar with the Phantom Sword Master, so it'd be best to drop by briefly during breaks after the third period each day." "Ah, right. You said you're still being held captive by the professor." Even after becoming a guard, his friend still couldn't escape being a direct disciple of the Phantom Sword Master, suffering every evening. Suhyeok felt sympathy for him. "But aren't you also stuck with the Hunter Studies…- 282.1 K • Ongoing
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