Gala never wanted to move from his position. The door swung wide open, and Kyler couldn't close it or the sword Gala had been holding since earlier would cut down whatever he desired. The dice glowed dimly, making Gala appear much more menacing than when illuminated by bright lights because, precisely in the corridor of the room they both entered, the light was very dim. His eyes never shifted anywhere except to every movement Kyler made, whatever he was doing to his father's body. Even to blink, Gala still had to think because he was afraid Kyler would deny what he said.As if his mother understood all the behavior Gala showed this time, she chose not to nod. She sat, guarded by Theo and Jiro, where they held their long-barreled weapons tightly. She sat in another corner, but the blue-haired woman's eyes never let go of her son. Seth, Maverick, and Alex also sat not far from where he stood. They were all on high alert because, truly, the atmosphere here was very tense.Exacerbated by
At the large table in the quite spacious room, each Metro ruler deployed many strategies to fend off the imminent attack that Gideon would launch soon. Gala's glasses served as a scanning eye that keenly identified Gideon's troop deployment points. It seems the old man is not kidding about bringing down his troops to attack West Metro. Perhaps only armed with the weak signal he captured because Gala used his chest when fighting the giant snake, they headed towards the city center.Ridiculous."Gideon the Great's air force has yet to be defeated by anyone. Yesterday, I was lucky enough to lock onto the target first," Maverick says after pushing a few boxes as a sign that his troops are ready to intercept at sea. "If now, I think he's not playing around anymore."Gala nodded slowly, where the other rulers also agreed with what Maverick said. "Gideon must be on his aircraft carrier. He can't possibly ride a jet to confront me alone." Gala slightly moved Alex's troops, which would be depl
"Dice," Gala calls softly. In a separate room from where his parents rest, Gala wants to ask Dice some questions. He needs to talk to the holographic girl he hasn't been able to reach for some time. Gala had his own curiosity, but he understood that something might have happened to Dice in this place. However, he couldn't ask too much because Kyler ended their conversation with a group of servants entering from another direction. It happened while they were talking in his dimly lit office."Yeah, sir," Dice reappears. This time, her orange aura is as vibrant as her die and her master's eyes."Are you... okay?"Dice just displays her awkward smile. "Much better now.""Did you hear all our conversations?"The girl nods."Do you want to meet Xavier?""No, sir. I think he needs total rest."Gala nods slowly. "Tighten security for him. Especially for my mother.""Sure, sir.""And be prepared for the worst-case scenario, Dice." Gala says as he confidently approaches the holographic girl sta
The large snake becomes Gala's mount this time. Dice is never far from Gala, busy controlling many things as their battle preparation. The reins are never intended to be released from the snake, which should obey Kyler, but it seems the owner has changed. Kyler doesn't mind, but it's a bit challenging to provide an antidote to Maverick shortly after they all gather in one room. If it weren't for Gala asking, he wouldn't give it. Not because of personal revenge, but sometimes making one of the metro rulers powerless due to the poison he created has its own satisfaction. Especially when he sees the pain on the face of the Southern Metro ruler.However, whether it's the influence of the die that keeps spinning around Gala, or the eyes that are the same color as the sunset but with a clear firmness, Kyler doesn't offer much objection. He immediately gives the antidote, and its effect doesn't take long. For years, Kyler has perfected many discoveries in the field of medicine, both traditio
Everyone headed to their respective positions, where Gala would intercept and face Gideon directly, but he didn't appear immediately. He had to separate Gideon from his many troops. Their forces were troublesome enough, and the deployed troops were no ordinary troops. So Gala chose to turn the Evermoon Desert into his major battlefield.Far from the city center, and even farther from Kyler's hidden headquarters. The glasses Gala wore displayed the entire battlefield at several points. Also, the number of enemy forces, the movements of each ruler – Gala couldn't fathom why they all worked together. He didn't expect everything to feel like a game, considering the gravity of what they were facing.Maybe they had their own interests. Apart from that, Gala had to ensure that their assistance wouldn't be in vain. Especially the special protection for all of them. To some extent, Gala was very worried about how this battle would unfold. Even though all his advanced weapons were out, fortifyi
"Are you ready, Dice?" Gala makes sure. The snake's speed is no longer in the sand tunnel. It's like an erotic dancer in the middle of a hot desert drawing a lot of attention with the twisting body revealing its beauty. Baby Snake, as Gala named it, does the same. Where its new master stands upright with the strong reins he tightly holds. No matter how much sand hits his face, Gala feels like Kyler Lamont's sandstorm is still raging.The dice shines brightly nearby, similar to his changing gaze. Also, a sword almost similar to Alexander's is behind his back. For some reason, Gala wants to use the same sword as Alex. Don't ask why, because Gala himself doesn't understand. Everything just happens. The sword in the dice's storage space, which turns out to contain a lot of things, radiates strongly as if asking Gala to take it. To use it in this battle.And when held and used to study how Alex played the sword earlier, his movements are very flexible, as if Gala has been playing with swor
Seth continues to press all the seemingly endless troops. His entire war fleet has been deployed, assisted by Maverick's forces from the south. He's struggling to push them back, but he knows if their forces reach Great Gideon's location, Gala's plan could fall apart. However, Great Gideon's war commander is no joke either.The cavalry forces are complete, and Seth relies on a few sharpshooters taking cover on the hill where they concentrate their strength. This isn't his territory, so Seth isn't familiar with the terrain, even though Kyler has informed him. Seth needs significant adjustments, including his troops. The desert air is making them all tired quickly. They're used to extreme cold weather, not the scorching heat that turns their skin red."Jiro," Seth calls quietly. He's still aiming the weapon Gala gave him at a group of incoming soldiers. It's powerful enough to scatter them. Explosions can be heard everywhere. Occasionally, Seth furrows his brow and grumbles when bullets
Gideon grinned with immense satisfaction. The billowing smoke rose high, making the once clear sky now covered in the dark glow from the lingering explosions that felt suffocating. Fires still burned around him and at several points, many of his vehicles were charred and ablaze. He didn't care. Not at all. What mattered was his target was dead. Yes. He just wanted that boy with his arrogant demeanor dead. Vanished without a trace, bones scattered without a hint of flesh. Reduced to ashes.Now, he could retrieve the die immediately. It was his. Still his. But why did he feel like a stranger who wanted to snatch it? It truly baffled and infuriated him. Also, he felt... the power of the die had increased thousands of times when he handed it over to Xavier hundreds of years ago. Yet, it was initially created merely as a protective device. Not a highly advanced war tool like this. His eyes scanned the chaotic surroundings.He grinned with satisfaction. Very much. Moreover, there was no mov