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Chapter 397: Veydran Veidros.
Within the Ginsenbark Guild — the Guildmaster’s HallThe Guildmaster’s private hall was built of blackstone and veined marble, its high ceiling supported by pillars engraved with writhing vines that seemed almost alive, their carvings whispering faintly as if feeding on the mana in the air.The chamber was vast, yet heavy, the atmosphere pressing down like a storm before lightning.At the far end of the hall sat a single throne of twisted ironwood, wide enough to seat a giant.Upon it, Guildmaster Veydran Veidros leaned forward, elbows pressed to his knees, his fingers clasped so tightly the knuckles had turned bone white.Veydran was a man whose very presence radiated dread.His hair, long and black with streaks of white at the temples, cascaded like flowing shadow over his broad shoulders.His face was sharp, chiseled like stone, but his eyes burned with a killing intent so deep it seemed to erode the air itself — pupils ringed with crimson, like blood caught in perpetual flame.His
Chapter 396: Skepticism.
Next day— Verdantia, Elderrest, Ginsenbark GuildOne of the courtyard of the Ginsenbark Guild stretched vast and solemn, lined with stone pavilions etched with wards that shimmered faintly under the noonday light.At its heart lay a wide training field where two disciples clashed fiercely, their spells streaking across the air in arcs of power that occasionally cracked against the barrier wards set along the perimeter.Sweat poured down their brows, their robes clinging to their frames, as they exchanged strikes with the desperation of those determined to prove themselves under watchful eyes.Beneath the shade of a towering oak, its bark dark and grooved with centuries of life, sat two elders upon carved wooden chairs.Between them rested a polished board of Go, the black and white stones glinting faintly with a hint of energy — this was no ordinary game, but one infused with mana, each move carrying ripples that could subtly attune the players’ minds to strategy and balance.The two
Chapter 395: True meaning of Gift.
Then Amilia slowly bridled her aura.The icy brilliance that had saturated the courtyard—the frost that clung to the air, the biting chill that froze the basin—vanished in an instant.It was as if the overwhelming presence had never existed, leaving behind nothing but stillness and the faint echo of awe in the atmosphere.“You understand now,” Amilia said, her voice calm, almost serene.Amiliana’s chest rose and fell as she tried to steady herself. Her eyes were still wide with shock.“You… you have comprehended the Laws of Frost. And Elder Volacris is responsible for that!” Her words carried disbelief and admiration intertwined. “Did you tell Mother about this?”Her lips curved into a sudden smile, pride softening her face. “Congratulations, Amilia. This is… this is big news worth celebrating.”Her voice shook slightly, but it was from happiness. “With this, we can confidently say—without a doubt—you will reach the Enlightened Realm. There will be no failure.”“Yes,” Amilia answered
Chapter 394: Whispers and Beliefs.
About a day after the meeting of the Reapers, word began to leak.Information spread like wildfire in Verdantia, whispers carried first through House of Whispers guild halls and messenger hawks, then shouted across bustling marketplaces.By noon, it was no longer rumor but proclamation: Rex Veidros was dead—killed by Oasis of Lunaris.The news was staggering, not confined to Verdantia alone.Even the neighboring Kingdom of Ironhold, the frozen bastion of Frostguard, and distant regions beyond the western and eastern seas heard the tale within few hours.Couriers, merchants, wandering cultivators, and bardic singers carried the shocking tidings on restless tongues.In every inn, tavern, and roadside gathering hall, people pointed to the posters nailed to doors and wooden posts.The parchment was stamped with guild seals, declaring the official word: Rex Veidros has fallen. Slain by the young elder of Lunaris.The atmosphere in Verdantia was thick.Tankards froze midway to lips as commo
Chapter 393: Learn the eternal truth.
Heavy incense drifted in the air, curling like snakes, and the oppressive silence was broken only by the deep voice of the Guild Master.“Riku,” the Guild Master said slowly, his tone carrying the weight of both authority and suspicion, “do you think that child is capable of betraying us?”Riku now stood a respectful distance away, his head lowered.His eyes, however, glinted with unease.“Honestly, Master, I don’t know. I only had a master-disciple type of relationship with him—nothing more. I never dwelled in emotions or sentiment. With him, it was always about strength. Only strength.” His words echoed coldly in the chamber.The Guild Master leaned back slightly on his chair, fingers drumming against the armrest.“But Master,” Riku continued, his brows furrowing, “who do you think it is that severed the soul link? Whoever it is must be incredible.""Could it be that Daku encountered a Saint Realm master—one who slew the others, and perhaps… took a liking to Daku’s talent? After all
Chapter 392: Starfall reapers.
Emberfall – Starfall Consortium GuildThe chamber was dimly lit, its walls lined with towering shelves of scrolls and maps, the scent of parchment and ink thick in the air.A round obsidian table sat in the center, its polished surface reflecting the faint glow of lantern-light.Within it, three figures were gathered, their voices low, murmurs echoing against the stone walls.“What is this hushed meeting about from the Guild Master? What happened? Did we find a new treasure location, or is an ancient ruin about to open?” one of them said, his tone laced with excitement.This was Mando Zhang, leader of the Daylight Reapers. His broad shoulders shook as he leaned forward, eager like a predator catching the scent of prey.His grin betrayed his hunger for glory.Another figure spoke, his voice low but tinged with irritation.“Who knows? Let’s get this over with already. I have research to do.” This was Akuma Muramasa, leader of the Dawn Reapers.His expression was grave, brows furrowed as
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