All Chapters of THE LEGACY OF THE SWORD MASTER: Chapter 91
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Chapter eighty three
The gong struck outside, its deep vibration shaking the hall to its very foundations. The crowd roared, a wild chorus that carried through the stone walls like a storm begging to be unleashed.The air inside the chamber grew heavier. Each elder looked uneasy in their seat, yet none dared to question the king’s decree.Commander Rael’s jaw tightened. He bent slightly, whispering close to Kael’s ear.“You’re not ready for this. You can barely stand, let alone fight.”Kael’s lips curled into a faint, defiant smile. “If I don’t stand today, I will never stand again. Don’t you see, Rael? They won’t let me live in peace. If I back down, I’ll be hunted until the end of my days.”Rael’s eyes softened. “Then let me fight in your place.”Kael chuckled, even though his chest ached with every breath. “If you fight, Rael, they’ll call it mercy. If I fight, they’ll call it fate.”Before Rael could argue, Zeuxis strode across the floor, his boots clapping against the polished stone. His eyes burned
chapter eighty four
Kael's gaze met with Real's, He could see how pissed off he was Kael’s chest heaved, each breath felt tougher as his gaze locked with his opponent. His grip on the sword was loose, almost fragile, yet his eyes remained razor-sharp. The roar of the spectators was rather annoying. Kael could barely focus. The injury the assassin had inflicted on him was still painful. He felt sore and knew he had to end the fight in time. Zeuxis circled him like a predator testing its prey, blade gleaming with every turn.“Pathetic,” Zeuxis spat, dragging the edge of his weapon across the sand. Sparks hissed in the air as steel kissed stone. “You came back from death for this? To stand like a coward in front of your people? You should have stayed dead, dude." The crowd roared with laughter, echoing his taunt.Kael still didn’t move. His silence made the air heavier, his calm more unsettling than any counterattack.Up in the balcony, King Almond’s eyes narrowed. He leaned on his staff, lips curling
chapter eighty five
The roar of the spectators thunderd with the two fighters looking at each other. Zeuxis was tired and the thought of ending the fight quickly was everything he could think about. Kael was equally tired by then, Zeuxis was a good fighter. He needed a good blow, a weak spot to end this quickly. Kael’s breath rattled in his chest, ragged, broken, desperate. His sword trembled in his hand, not from fear but from the weight of the energy passing through his veins. His vision flickered between reality and crimson haze. The blood in the sand looked like oceans, and in the center of it stood Zeuxis.“DEATH!” King Almond’s voice cracked through the arena, feeding the frenzy of the crowd. The chant shifted again, the sound of thousands stomping their feet and crying out as one. “Kill! Kill! Kill!”Zeuxis’s grin returned, savage, blood staining his teeth. He pressed his palm against the cut across his chest, smearing the blood across his skin like war paint. “You finally drew my blood. But n
Chapter eighty six
The rain fell hard as many of the spectators brought out Thier umbrella's to shield themselves. Some of them whispered that Kael had released the dam on water while others had their gaze fixed on what might probably happen next. King Almond's gaze moved slowly from Kael who was just standing without moving an inch. His Hakana that the all thought could not be summon swirl around him like a shield. " Do it." the king whispered silent, his hand clenched. Dareth whose gaze was now a bit sour couldn't phantom the thought of Zeuxis dying. He knew if he died that day then the kingdom was going to be passed down to Zeuxis king's brother who had a better claim to the throne than him. " Get up, Zeuxis! You can do this!" he shouted as the torrent of the rain poured harder. Jarvis who had initially thought Zeuxis was going to win felt it was a waste of time coming to watch the fight. " He won't get away with this." he said wit vermin, his hand etched at the tip of his blade. " Are you nut?"
Chapter eighty seven
The hush that fell over the arena was deafening. Every heartbeat seemed to echo louder than the storm, every breath held in anticipation. Zeuxis dragged his battered body across the drenched stones, fingers clawing toward the hilt of his fallen sword as though salvation waited at its steel edge. His pride, sharper than any blade, drove him forward.Kael’s back was turned, his shoulders heaving with the weight of restraint. The Hakana swirled more violently now, no longer calm, but restless—hungering. Sparks of light darted around him like agitated fireflies, whispering with a language no mortal was meant to hear. The crowd’s whispers rose into a crescendo of fear and awe.“Pick it up then,” Kael said, his voice low, broken between exhaustion and that unnatural distortion. “But remember… you chose this end.”Zeuxis’s hand finally grasped the hilt. His eyes blazed with desperation. With a guttural roar, he pulled the sword free, rising shakily to his feet. His knees wobbled, his chest
Chapter eighty eight
The ground shook violently, sending Kael back to the ground with a great thud.Commander Rael, who was now the king's guard, charged from within the crowd into the arena."Stay behind me!" he shouted, dragging Kael off the floor.All the swordmasters, mages, and conjurers all charged into the pit. Each having a frightening face on them."Do you know what that is?""I am scared!""Get your act together!" another Swordmaster shouted.The ground cracked, showing a sign of larva, and then a hideous beast emerged from the ground with a long sword in hand.Its roar was terrifying as many of the swordsmen rushed at it, but it was as if the demon had anticipated their moves. It charged fast, slicing through each and every one of them at once.Dareth got down into the pit; he rushed towards Zeuxis, who was at the point of death."Zeuxis!"He shouted, shaking him violently. But he was stunned from the severe beating and sword slash on his body.Dareth looked at him and shouted, "You need to get
Chapter eighty nine
Kael was immediately taken off the ground and carried into the kingdom. Everyone who had fought with the beast lay wasted at its feet. Jarvis, whose father had also rushed to fight the beast, was dead. His blood spilled on the soil of the arena. Their Hakana was released, but where did it all go? That was the question the king and the remaining elders have been trying to decipher for the last twenty minutes. "Where the hell did those Hakana fly to? Who has them?" One of the elders said, looking a bit tense. "Can we say that those Hakana disappeared into the thin air?" Commander Rael stood up without permission, his gaze darting back and forth as he looked at each elders. "Is that really what mattered?" He ran his hands through his hair. "What if that boy hasn't awakened his Hakana? What do you think is going to happen to us all? Can we say we can stop just one beast?" The question brought decorum into the hall. All the Swordmasters, the conjurers and even the mages were q
Chapter ninety
The council chamber held its breath.The weight of Rael’s words pressed against every man and woman present, suffocating the air. Dareth sat back, his smirk replaced by a thin line of unease, but his eyes still shone with venom.“Enough!” King Almond's voice thundered, his staff striking the marble floor again, a shockwave of authority rippling through the room. “There will be no blades drawn in this council. Not while I am the king.”Rael’s sword hovered at Dareth’s throat for one breath longer—long enough for the elder to swallow visibly—before he sheathed it with a sharp hiss. His glare, however, never wavered.The messenger still knelt on the floor, trembling, waiting to be acknowledged. His chest heaved as though the air was going to escape his lungs.“Boy,” the king said, his tone a forced calm. “Tell us everything. What is happening at the eastern gate?”The messenger lifted his gaze, fear visibly seen in his eyes. “The… the smaller beasts. They’re not just attacking—they’re
chapter ninety one
All the elders looked at themselves and for a moment panic set in. Those who were in support of Dareth were beginning to falter the moment they heard Kael was beyond medical attention. King Almond's face went pale. Even though he didn't want to admit it, he knew they don't stad a chance. The demons had only being stopped once. Thanks to Kael's father. Almond bit his lower lips, a serious gaze fell on the medical practitioner. " Are you telling me the boy is going to die?" he asked " I can't say, My lord. Kael had managed to survive something far worse than this. We can only hope that he pulls through this too." There was decorum. Each elders and Sowrdmasters already planning of a way out. They knew where as no escape route for anymore.If the demons are spreading then that means there was no place to hide. Kind Almond's gaze fell on the witch. " Elira. Is there something you can do?" Everyone stirred in their seats, there gaze dared towards the witch like she alone held the key
chapter ninety two
The corridor was dimly lit, torches flickering along the stone walls as the footsteps drew nearer. Nira’s and Tiffany’s gazes were fixed on the shadowy figure that was becoming more of a giant as it approached. Finally, Selene walked out with a weird look on her face. "What is going on here?" The word escaped from her mouth. "Aren't you both supposed to be in bed?" Tiffany smirked, her body slightly resting on the cold walls. "Says for a lady who is supposed to be in her father's home. What the hell do you want? Did your father send you here to come and check if he is dead?" The word hit Selene like a tidal wave, making her clench her fist in anger. "As funny as it may sound, Kael is trying to hold onto his life, and I, I am his sister. If not by my mother's side, then by my father's side. I think I have the right to be by his side, but I can't say the same for you lots." Nira, who had been silently looking at the both of them, said nothing but began to find her way towards Kael