Chapter 29
Author: A S T
last update2026-06-23 01:46:53

If there was one thing Arthur saw as a thrilling entrance, it was the one Elvic had just demonstrated. In all likelihood, Elvic was far more than what he seemed to be. With those yellow eyes that did not look natural and a presence that sent chills through one's body, he was more than he claimed to be. Additionally, it sounded as though he was the cause of all these problems.

Ysolde could definitely be weakened by the strange ropes Stone and Wills were wielding. Arthur was unable to tell what t
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