All Chapters of The Squalor Bastard Becomes The Gravemarch: Chapter 71
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108 chapters
Rest at the Gates
Won felt a profound sense of relief that he hadn't expected. He had slept for nearly six hours, the longest period of continuous rest he’d managed since the last couple of days. He sat leaning against the wooden pillar of his customary tower- the place he now thought of as his own personal cottage- and looked out at his private black ocean, brightened by the soft glow of the full moon. He realized the moon was always full here, and it was always night. This was exactly how he’d always wanted his existence to be: hidden in the shadow, in the dark, living peacefully.After relaxing for a few more minutes, he decided it was time to leave. He needed to eat; he hadn't had a single drop of water since last night.He closed his eyes and returned, finding himself back near the shoreline of the Death City.
Secrets Shared
Won opened his mouth to speak, then slowly closed it again. Denying it was pointless. Leo wasn't guessing; he of course had seen something fundamental.Leo chuckled softly, looking at Won and shaking his head at his silence. “Sorry. I just knew you were never some ordinary Flintshade Ashen, Won. Not since the moment I first saw you. You had been reawakened, right?”“You don’t get to ask questions when you know everything, Leo,” Won said, relaxing his posture. He looked out over the dark horizon. “I remember what you called me at our first meeting. Then some myth you read about disasters coming if a Gravemarch appears.”“Don’t you want to know how I knew everything?” Leo a
The Senselesses
Ramiro was facing behind Niall and Jasper, while his brother and the rest of their small team spread out behind him. They stood across from the cohort of Jasper who had been staring up at them moments before.“What is it, Jasper?” Ramiro asked, his voice flat.“We have come to talk,” Jasper replied.“Then talk,” Leo spoke.“The King was ridiculed by all of you, but one thing is missing: none of us can remember why he was ridiculed,” Jasper said, his eyes flicking toward Won and Noah. “There was certainly a case of someone assaulting a girl, we don't remember the person, and the guards ended up dead, and the King retreated. What are we missing? You had something to do with the chaos. Everything is messed up in our head
The Cursed and the Sacred
“Death of the dead? What do you mean by death of the dead? A Grim Reaper or something?” Noah asked, bewildered.“No one has actually seen him. Like, ever. Except for one time by the King himself,” Arnold stated, his voice hushed. “The King never revealed what he saw, but he went to that part of the city to make those civilians bow under him. After meeting the Gnasher, he never thought of going back.” He paused. “Gnasher is more like an invisible God to his people.”“If no one has seen him, then why are people of this main city so scared of him? This is absurd,” Won said, crossing his arms.“Yeah, that’s how it seemed to me at first. But I was wrong,” Arnold continued. “You see, in this part of the city, people literally have ev
The Serpent Deity
Sighing inwardly, Won ran a hand through his hair, the endless stream of surprises in this Veyne exhausting him. “What is this? More characters? A King, a Gnasher, and now a deity?”Orson cracked a soft chuckle, though his eyes were with suspicion as he looked at Jasper. “Who is this deity, exactly?”“It’s a demon that the King and the people of this main city worship,” Jasper explained. “We can’t leave this place. Neither can you. Not unless you kill that Deity Demon. We’re living here, making this place livable like the real world, because of that deity.”“Then shouldn’t you call it a good demon?” Won asked, skeptical.“A demon is still a demon, kid,” Niall chimed in, groani
The Second Trial
As the squad walked quickly toward the palace, merging with the growing crowd, Ramiro grabbed Blossom’s arm, pulling her closer from the wave of people. “Where did you hear that from?”“When Mikasa and I went to the restaurant to get some food, the local said his name, Silas Natt, is put on trial for treason,” Blossom explained.“This cannot be!” Ramiro spoke, his voice shaking with sudden tension. “He was here the whole time!”“He was your classmate, wasn’t he?” Blossom asked gently.Nodding, Ramiro confirmed, “He was lost two years ago at the Veyne test.”Noah glanced at Ramiro, sensing the deep conflict and pain. Feeling his stare, Ramiro s
Silas's Claim
The entire hall room fell into a terrifying, absolute silence. The King, frozen on his throne, was unable to process the blinding speed of the execution.Mikasa looked up at the King, her face devoid of emotion. “Can Silas go now?” she asked quietly.The King coughed, recovering slightly. “Defeating a Knight simply does not forgive his sin of committing treason,” he announced, the words regaining a thin layer of authority. “It only reduces the penalty. I will not compromise with crime committed under my watch.”Mikasa scoffed, a dry laugh. “Is that so? Why did I hear something different then? Except for rape, every other crime’s punishment is decided by a combat challenge.”The King fidgeted, clearly uncomfortable wit
The Monster's Stomach
The squad found themselves inside a room that was overly lavish and looked expensive, a jarring contrast to the ruin outside. They were all on the floor, panting, as if their bodies were still reeling from the sudden, powerful turbine shift Silas had pulled, transporting them out of the palace. Only Ramiro and Silas stood tall.As the juniors slowly sat up, comparing their confused state, they saw Ramiro and Silas locked in a tight embrace.“They were best friends,” Noah whispered. “That’s part of the reason why Headmistress Natt put up with Ramiro’s trouble-maker nature and anger. She sees him as her own son.”“Even I didn’t know that,” Leo muttered under his breath, watching his brother. It was the first time in years he had seen Ramiro with a genuine, soft smi
The Monster's Arena
The sheer reality of their situation was almost absurd. The squad realized they were inside the carcass of a gigantic S-ranked Titan Monster that Silas had killed a year ago. He had mummified the massive, dragon-like creature, then used everything at hand, cement, steel, and salvaged palace furnishings, to make it look like a complete, if bizarrely shaped, luxury house from the inside. A strange yet effective hideout.The smell of death was completely gone, which made the squad’s heads freeze as they tried to imagine the colossal effort it took for Silas to cleanse and outfit the massive internal cavity.Silas laughed softly, watching their stunned expressions. “Don’t worry. I have options for you to train here perfectly. This Titan is huge, it was dragon-like, and there are numbers of its kind in this area. I have around six rooms and four tr
Everything Seems Normal
“Shut up, Leo!” Won screamed, the raw pain tearing through his throat as Leo instinctively pushed himself away from the impaling sword.“I won't die from this, heal yourself first! I stabbed your heart!” Leo spoke, his voice strained as they both crouched, their training fight turned into a brutal, life-or-death reality check.“I will do both, just keep quiet and help me stay focused!” Won commanded, gritting his teeth. He grabbed the hilt of the sword embedded in his chest and yanked it out, screaming from the searing pain.Leo groaned, trying to fight his own screaming pain as he glanced at his severed arm lying beside him.Panting heavily, Won placed one hand on his own chest wound, applying pressure, and the other on Leo's shoulder