Leon stood at the edge of the rooftop, his cloak swaying lightly with the cold night wind as he stared toward a quiet residential area in the distance. From that height, the city looked peaceful, but his sharp eyes had already noticed what others could not. Foreign aura signatures. At first, he assumed they were ordinary cultivators hiding themselves inside the human world. But after observing them carefully for hours, he realized something was different. Their energy did not belong to the cultivator realm, nor did it resemble anything from the human world. Then he remembered the strange bird he had destroyed days earlier. Its aura had carried the same presence. Leon folded his arms slowly, a faint smile appearing on his face. “So it’s you people.” Now he understood. They were from Nightfall. More specifically, they belonged to Princess Elowen. “The princess’s family finally noticed,” he murmured. That complicated things more than he liked. Leon raised his hand and formed a s

Kai left Adrian’s study when everywhere was quiet. All the staff had already retired for the night. Adrian remained seated behind his desk, reviewing documents absentmindedly, but his focus slowly shifted. Something felt off. A faint scent lingered in the air. At first, he thought it came from the restoration herbs arranged near the corner table, but after a few seconds he realized it was different—colder, unfamiliar, and moving. Adrian slowly lifted his gaze toward the bookshelf across the room. “You’ve hidden long enough,” he said calmly He stood from his chair and took a slow step forward. “You’re not human,” Adrian continued. “And you’re inside my house without permission.” The shadows behind the shelf shifted slightly. “Come out.” Prince Corwin stepped into view without panic, his expression calm as though he had expected this moment from the beginning. The instant Adrian saw him, recognition flashed across his face. “You.” Corwin gave a slight nod. “I see you remembe

Chapter 190The night in the mansion was quiet, almost eerily so. The only sound was the faint flicker of candlelight and the soft rustle of papers in Adrian’s office.Prince Corwin sat in the corner, humming softly a tune from the Nightfall, one of the songs that always reminded him of his childhood home and the gentle warmth of Princess Elowen’s presence. His voice was soft, almost mournful, but carried a depth that resonated through the room.Adrian and Kai were focused on tracing the faint aura threads they had discovered earlier. Every so often, Corwin’s melody seemed to vibrate through the room, subtle but persistent.Then something happened. The song hit a chord deeper than he expected. A sudden tightening sensation gripped his chest, like invisible threads pulling at his spirit. Corwin froze mid-note.“What—what is this?” he whispered. His eyes widened. The aura threads they had been tracing began to shift, almost as if they were responding to his voice.Adrian noticed immedia

The car moved through the streets of the west district under the streetlights. Lysa sat in the back beside Corwin, staring anxiously out the window as familiar roads passed by. “This area looks familiar,” she murmured. “You’re certain?” Corwin asked. Lysa nodded. “We stayed somewhere around here.” A few minutes later, Kai slowed the car to a stop. Lysa stepped out immediately. The others followed behind her. But the moment she looked ahead, she froze. The apartment building was gone. In its place stood piles of broken concrete, twisted steel, and scattered debris. The entire structure had been demolished. Kai let out a dry laugh. “Well. That’s convenient.” “No…” Lysa walked toward the rubble in disbelief. “This is the place. I know it is.” Corwin frowned. “Who demolishes a building this quickly?” Adrian scanned the area silently before glancing toward the nearby houses. “Let’s ask.” They approached a small house beside the empty lot where an elderly woman sat outside with

Kai brushed dust from his jacket and scanned the ruined lot again. “We’ve been here almost an hour,” he muttered. “Whoever cleaned this place knew what they were doing.” Corwin crouched beside a cracked pillar, studying a faint spiritual residue. “There are traces left,” he said quietly. “Very weak ones.” Lysa hugged her arms tightly. “I can still feel Princess Elowen’s aura… but barely.” A few steps away, Adrian stood motionless near the shattered foundation. Something about the place disturbed him. He slowly closed his eyes and let his spiritual sense spread outward. For several seconds, nothing responded. Then his body suddenly went still. Kai frowned immediately. “Adrian?” But he didn't answer, his eyes remained open, but his focus had disappeared completely. Corwin’s expression sharpened. “His spirit shifted.” Kai blinked. “Shifted where?” “Somewhere beyond this realm.” The ruins vanished around Adrian. Cold night air dissolved into an endless silver expanse filled