CLANG!
"Hyaap!" I thrust my sword in his direction, but Alper quickly blocked my attack.
He pushed my sword away and made a horizontal slash to attack me, but I managed to avoid it by jumping backward, allowing me to put a distance between us.
"Haaa!"
I run toward Alper and unleashed my chain attacks to hit him with great force.
SWISH! CLANG! CLANG!
He parried my sword with an impressive speed and pushed me back with his brute strength.
"Ugh!"
"It's so damn hot!" I grumbled and wiped the dripping sweat from my face. I was positioned in the rear along with the wagons carrying our supplies as we travel to Morvall, along with Alper and the other knights. While, Raphael was positioned in the front, accompanying the commander and the vice-commander. I squint my eyes as I hatefully look at the scorching sun. Should I use my divine powers to cast a cooling spell? But, on second thought it's such a waste to use divine power in that way, casting a heat-resistant spell is way better. Oneiroi was right, I was able to gain power the more I dream. It was during my personal training that I noticed a familiar power within me. I didn't hesitate to check it, and I found out that I gained a fraction of Saintess L
I couldn't sleep well after that night, and I stayed vigilant throughout the remaining time of our journey. I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, and every time I tried to search for the source, that feeling instantly disappeared. Ha! Really, I didn't know that being stalked is terrible. I feel like I could now sympathize with the people who are victimized by a stalker. It's a very unpleasant feeling, making the victim feel anxious and afraid. I couldn't even take a break without having the thought of my head flying, or being stabbed in my back. My body also unconsciously tensed up whenever someone approaches me from behind. Raphael also eyed me suspiciously after I accidentally hit him when he tried to approach me from behind. "...sigh." "Are you alright?" Alper asked and threw me an apple. I caught it with my left hand and wiped the apple using my thumb before taking a big bite. Crunch! A sweet and subtle taste of sour spread in my mouth. I never tasted an apple this
KYAAAK!SCREEEEE!Clang! Clang!The screams of the monsters and the sound of metal resounded throughout the forest.The knights were drenched in red bathing from themonsters' blood."Shit!"Sid, who's currently possessingKrynt'sbody,cursed loudly when his attack bounce off because of the hard metal-like scales of thedouble-headedsnake.He only managed to graze it a little.They already managed to cut the other head, however, they still needed to cut the other h
"I was ordered by the pope to kill you.""Stop lying. I never had any connections with the pope!"He shrugged, "Of course you have. Your mother, the former Saint, is the pope's daughter."My eyes widened in his revelation. That means my thoughts were right!I couldn't figure out who wants Krynt's death because he has never gotten himself into anything questionable. This is why I thought that it has something to do with his birth history. This also answers why Krynt is highly compatible with divine power."She fell in love with that low-ranking paladin and ran away. The church hunted them by the order of the pope to avoid tarnishing his reputation and sullying t
SLAAP!Sid's face was forcefully turned to her side, as Laney's heavy hand hit her cheek. She can hear a slight ringing in her ear as numbness was replaced by a burning sting."You went to school just to cause trouble? Have you no shame fighting your classmates for just a damn book? What's the point of you going to school if you're acting like a thug in the streets, huh!?" Laney furiously yelled at her.She wanted to defend herself, but she decided to keep her mouth shut. Knowing her mother, reasoning with her will only anger her. And Sid doesn't like that because she'll be on the receiving end if that's to happen."What's more, you decided to stay over at the Noors' house instead of going home. Do you think you can
"Isn't it great? You're getting along well with your brother."Oneiroi appeared beside me with his hand under his chin, while looking at the closed door after Adam left my room.Sidereae ignored him and walked straight to her bed."Hey!" He called her out, feeling offended for being ignored."What is wrong with you?""You tell me," Sid sarcastically replied."Were you upset about what happened?" Sid sighed. She closed her eyes and covered her face with both hands."How can I not be upset? I... I just killed a... I just killed someone."She almost couldn't finish her words. Yes, it can be considered self-defense because her life is on the line. It was an act of survival, but still..."How long are you going to brood over it? Kill or be killed, that's the only thing you should imprint in your mind. It's a rule that you must never forget because guilt, morals, or whatever you humans like to call it are all useless when your
I'm staring at my reflection as the maid carefully combs my hair. I still couldn't help but admire Roesia's beauty. My current appearance is far greater than Saintess Lucia's beauty.Her skillful hands worked with precision as she began to tie my hair into a loose braid.As I waited for her to finish styling my hair, a sudden knock came at my door."Milady, this Garvin.""Come in."The door opened and revealed a man in his late 60s standing outside the door. He is wearing butler clothes with no visible creases. Gavin was also wearing white gloves and a monocle with a thin golden chain attached to his clothes.
Roesia stepped out of the carriage as she decided to visit the commercial district for a change of scenery. She was urged by Garvin and her maid Annie to go out because she was coped in her room for a long time."Where do you want to go, milady?" Annie asked as she opened the parasol and put it above Roesia's head to block the sunlight."Hm... Let's head to the jewelry store. I want to find a gift for father."Annie and the escort knight Paul followed Roesia inside the jewelry store owned by Madame Peridot.Madame Peridot is a well-known jeweler. Her designs were elegant, unique, and very appealing to the nobles' extravagance."Lady Blackwell, welcome!" The sta