All Chapters of THE LEGACY OF THE SWORD MASTER: Chapter 121
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Chapter one hundred and thirteen
Kael felt like he was drifting in a dark sea. No sound. No light. Only pain.Then, something warm touched his lips.A bitter taste.Herbs.His eyes snapped open.For a moment, he forgot how to breathe. The ceiling above him was made of rough wood. Sunlight leaked through small cracks. He could smell herbs, smoke, and something old… like ash.He tried to sit up.A sharp pain rushed through his entire body. His chest burned. His arms felt heavy, almost dead.He fell back on the mat with a groan.“Don’t move,” a calm voice said.Kael’s heart jumped. His eyes darted left and right, trying to figure out where he was. The place looked like a small hut, filled with jars, leaves, powders, and strange tools hanging on the walls. A pot boiled quietly on a small fire.A man walked in slowly.He wore simple clothes. His long gray hair was tied back. His face was calm, unreadable, and cold. He held a wooden bowl with steamed herbs inside.Kael froze.He quickly shut his eyes, pretending to be unco
Chapter one hundred and thirteen
Kael stared at the man’s foot blocking the door. His whole body trembled—not from fear, but from anger. Three months. Three whole months he had been lying here like a dead man. Three months since he last saw Nira. Three months since he lost everything. And now this man was stopping him from leaving?Kael clenched his fists.“Move,” he said quietly.The man didn’t move.“I said,” Kael growled, “move out of my way.”The man shook his head slowly. “You are still a child. Your heart is loud. Your mind is weak. If you leave now, you will destroy yourself… and the girl you love.”Kael’s eyes filled with fire. “Don’t talk about her.”The man didn’t answer. He only repeated his earlier words: “Kill me, and you are free to leave.”He stood up to grab his sword. " You killed Dareth. killing an old man like me shouldn't be that hard." Something snapped inside Kael. His Hakana flared around him in a sudden burst—white, bright, and violent. He reached for his sword the was lying on the floor. T
chapter one hundred and fourteen
Kael’s body hit the ground hard as he fell unconscious.There was no dream.No sound.Only darkness.When Kael finally opened his eyes, he felt… different. His body was light, almost too light, like all the pain had been washed away. His muscles, which had been torn and bleeding, felt healed. His breathing was easy. His mind was clear.He pushed himself up and blinked around.The place where he had killed the old man was silent. Empty. The wind was cold. Dust still floated in the air.Kael’s heartbeat slowed as he looked at the ground.The old man’s ashes were gone.Completely gone.The dirt where the body had fallen was smooth, as if nothing had ever happened. Kael felt a sting in his chest. He didn’t hate the man. He didn’t want to kill him. But the man had stood between him and his freedom. Between him and Nira.Kael lowered his eyes.“I’m sorry,” he whispered.He held the words in his mouth for a long time. He wondered if the man had truly died… or if an old Swordmaster like that
chapter one hundred and fifteen
The palace gates stood wide open. People filled the courtyard, dressed in bright colors, laughing, dancing, throwing flowers. Music blasted from every corner. The whole place felt alive.But inside Kael… everything was dead.His steps slowed as he moved deeper into the crowd. He could hear trumpets, the clapping, the drums… but his ears felt numb. He felt like someone had pulled his heart out.Because in front of him…Nira stood beside Zeuxis.She wore a silver gown that shone under the sun. Her hair was tied with white flowers. She looked beautiful—painfully beautiful. Beside her, Zeuxis stood tall, smiling proudly, gripping her hand like she already belonged to him.Kael froze. His breath vanished. His fingers trembled.“No,” he whispered. “This can’t be real.”Someone behind him spoke loudly, unaware of the storm inside him.“Ah! You see? The princess looks happy now. Her new husband is strong, handsome—”Kael shut his eyes. Husband.The word stabbed him straight to the soul.He st
chapter one hundred and sixteen
Th kingdom was filled with many Swordmasters. Each with different sword fights and power. For now, no one knows how powerful Kael had become. Not even King Almond The courtyard grew silent. Everyone watched in anticipation. Each of them watching with keeper eyes and wondering what was going to happen. Even the music stopped. The drums, the trumpets, the cheering faded like the world was holding its breath. Kael and Darren Cole stood facing each other in the center of the palace courtyard. The crowd slowly pulled back, forming a wide circle around them. Nira tried to push through the people. “Kael, please,” she begged, “you just woke up… you’re not ready for this.” Kael didn’t look at her. It was he was a whole new person entirely. Zeuxis still held her wrist too tightly. “Nira, stop embarrassing yourself,” he hissed. “Let the fool get himself killed.” Rael shoved Zeuxis aside. “Let her go,” he warned. Zeuxis glared but kept quiet. Darren Cole drew his first sword—a long,
chapter one huhdedd and seventeen
The frost wave rushed toward Kael with a loud crack. The entire courtyard turned white from the sudden blast of ice. People screamed and covered their faces. While some instantly turned frost from the outburst. Kael jumped aside at the last second. The frost brushed his arm, burning his skin like fire. He clenched his teeth and landed hard on his feet.Darren laughed.“Come on, Kael! Show me more! Don’t hold back!”Kael tightened his grip on his sword. His hand shook. His chest burned. Hakana thumped inside him again, louder than before.“I don’t want to kill you,” Kael said. His voice broke a little.“Then you will die,” Darren said with a cold smile.He rushed forward again. His two swords—fire and ice—moved so fast they looked like streaks of light. The black sword stayed on his back, humming softly like it was waiting.Kael blocked a fire strike.CLANG!He blocked an ice slash.CLANG!But the power behind Darren’s swings was too much. Kael slid back again. His boots dug lines in
Chapter one hundred and eighteen
Everyone's gaze was on Kael. Each of them wondering what was going on with him. He was unrecognisable to moys of them judging from his long grown hairs while some believed he was back. They all saw how Darren had beating him. For a man who had saved the whole kingdom from the grasp of the demons. The courtyard stood frozen in silence. Even the wind stopped moving. Dust hung in the air like it was afraid to fall.All eyes were on Kael.He was still kneeling on the ground, his head lowered, his sword barely hanging in his hand. Darren held the shadow blade above him, ready to strike. One cut. That was all it would take.But Kael didn’t look scared anymore. Something inside him had changed.A slow, deep thump came from his chest. Then another. Each one stronger, heavier, louder than the last.Darren frowned. “What… what is that sound?”Kael did not answer.The ground around him cracked in thin lines. Stone chips lifted from the floor as if pushed by air. Kael’s fingers tightened aroun
Chapter one hundred and nineteen
Kael said nothing after absorbing Darren's Hakana. His hair immediately changed to the surprise of everyone. He was now having the power of a thousand Swordmasters. Kael doesn't even need to kill anymore. With the death of each master's, their Hakana finds Kael on their own. Everyone looked at Kael like he asked some kind of God while some saw him as a monster. " He is not a Swordmaster anymore. He has mastered all the techniques there is." " I can't believe he now absorbs powers. This is incredible." As Kael walked, they all paved the way for him with some of them touching him." Do you even see his hair. Oh my god, he is so handsome." A female, who as so closed by said blushing. Nira wanted to run after Kael but Zeuxis pulled her back. " What do you think you are doing?" he asked with a stern look on his face. " You are mine and there is no going back!" he shouted with spittle falling on Nira's face. But then, King Almond stood up. " Stop him! Don't make home leave!" Comma
chapter one hundred and twenty
The moment Kael crossed the great bronze gates of the palace, the world outside reacted as if it had been holding its breath.The sky dimmed.The wind stilled.The trees along the courtyard bowed as his Hakana pulsed outward in invisible shockwaves.Every step he took echoed like thunder.Behind him, no one moved. Not even the king. The entire kingdom was frozen, staring at the man who had just defied a monarch—no, humiliated him—and lived.Kael didn’t look back. Not once. His heart was pounding, but not from fear. From memory. From rage. He could still hear Almond’s trembling voice in his mind.“Bow—”Kael’s jaw clenched as he walked toward the open fields that bordered the palace. His fists tightened involuntarily.He didn’t bow. He would never bow again. Not to anyone and definitely not to a king who wanted him dead. Not to a kingdom built on lies. Not to a king who murdered his father.His silver hair swayed behind him, glowing faintly with every step. The dark Hakana wrapped aro
chapter one hundred and twenty one
As Kael walked, he couldn't help but think about his last life and what he had become. The forest grew still again after the last groan of the injured assassins faded into the night. Kael didn’t look at them anymore. Their shattered bodies were nothing compared to the storm unraveling inside him.His Hakana wasn’t quiet.It thrashed beneath his skin—alive, boiling, shifting like a thousand voices breathing in a single chest. Kael pressed a hand against his own ribs, fingers trembling, and dropped to one knee.“Enough,” he growled, but the darkness within didn’t obey.Instead, it pulsed, violently.Black energy crawled across his arm in jagged patterns, like ink searching for a surface to stain. His nails lengthened. His heartbeat became irregular.Then—A whisper.Soft.Cold.“…you cannot command what you do not understand…”Kael clenched his jaw hard enough for it to crack. “I didn’t ask for you,” he hissed under his breath. “Any of you.”“…yet you took us… all of us… and we answere