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    • by Cristae Episode 178“They say that a child born under the Star of Heroes, chosen by its light, bears a mark upon their body. I had my doubts—but Leon Blanche has that very mark recorded in the prophecy, right on the back of his neck.” A curse rose to the tip of my tongue, but I managed to choke it back. There was no use in denying it. Mikhail had clearly finished his investigation and was merely informing me of the truth. In this moment, the man before me was not my childhood friend Mikhail, but…
    • by Cristae Episode 179Even without going through Mikhail, there was a way to verify whether the First King’s prophecy was accurate. That was by asking Giuseppe, who currently possesses the “gift of prophecy,” whether he too had seen the kingdom’s calamity. However, if Giuseppe truly had seen it with his prophetic gift, I couldn’t approach him recklessly. If I made a mistake, he might discover that Leo was the Star of Heroes. ‘I can’t be sure, but I’ll try probing for a reaction by letting…
    • by Cristae Episode 180 Quick-witted Terry swiftly brewed a fresh pot of tea and quietly left the room. After seeing Lady Cherry out as well, I found myself alone, face-to-face with the crown prince. A brief silence fell between us, as though we were trying to gauge each other’s intentions. Our last meeting hadn’t been particularly pleasant, so I found it difficult to speak first. It was Mikhail who broke the silence. “Today, I’m not here as the crown prince, but as your friend. So let’s…
    • by Cristae 181 “O King, what do you see?” The man standing precariously at the edge of the icy cliff lifted his gaze. The northern winds whipped his long blond hair into disarray, but with merely a tilt of his head, the gusts quieted. The man—Lucas—shrugged and stepped aside, giving his younger brother space beside him. “I was taking a moment to admire my own genius.” What Lucas was observing was a forest of green crossing the white snowscape. Ten years prior, the hero-king who…
    • by Cristae 182 As breath filled my chest, my mind’s gears began to spin furiously. Once consciousness returned, one thought alone came to me: What must I do to prevent the extinction of humanity? Clinging only to that thought, I opened my eyes—and saw my younger brother’s anxious face gazing down at me. Poor thing. For all the ways he had resisted fate, how wretched he must have felt when, as prophesied, he was forced to stab me in the back. I reached out my aged hand toward…
    • by Cristae Episode 183 What I want is the precise information about the future that Giuseppe holds. And with that information, I intend to prevent the destruction of humanity. ‘The First King failed, but I can do it.’ Had not my past experiences already proven, time and again, that fate—said to be unchangeable—could shift because of me? Recalling Vivian, Terry, and Cheshire’s final moments in , the so-called true future, I pressed on without hesitation. “You mentioned before that you…
    • by Cristae Episode 184 The area in front of the academy was a sea of carriages, all there to collect students pouring out after morning classes. It was mayhem on the street, with carriages sent by every sort of family crowding the avenue, but as always, Leo had no trouble at all finding the Blanche carriage. After all, only Blanche used so large and dazzling a four-wheeled carriage, drawn by four jet-black horses, just to transport their child to and from school—it was bound to stand out. “Isn’t…
    • by Cristae 185I shot Sir Cherie a sidelong glance and spoke to Leo. “Leo, don’t pick up habits like that.” “But isn’t it better to be upfront about these things?” “…Are you announcing you’re about to get into trouble?” When I fixed him with a sharp glare, Sir Cherie opened and closed his mouth several times, suddenly at a loss for words. Then, as if betraying his lord with a faithful heart, he shut his eyes tightly and said, “That’s not what I meant…” His reaction was a…
    • by Cristae Episode 186 A space where not a single ray of light could reach. Six figures, each wearing an iron mask with only eyeholes, sat gathered around a massive round table. A faintly glowing orb floated at the center of the table, casting a dim light around, but it was far from enough to discern their ages, let alone their genders. It was a woman with a delicate voice who broke the heavy silence and began to speak. “The reason I’ve called you all here today is none other than to deliver…
    • by Cristae Episode 187 Giuseppe wants to wipe out the dark mage organization. On the other hand, what Cheshire is after is the Red Tower Master—a wanted criminal from the Magocracy and a member of that same dark mage organization. At first glance, it might seem as if they’re chasing the same enemy. “The Red Tower Master absolutely must fall into the hands of the Tower. That old man knows too much—if he ends up in the Temple’s custody, we’ll all have headaches.” The two were not…
    • by Cristae Episode 188 Crash! Above the torrent of pouring rain came the sound of a building’s roof caving in. The worst typhoon in decades battered every corner of the once-prosperous harbor city like the hammer of a vengeful god. Right in the heart of this devastation—showing just how powerless human civilization was in the face of nature—stood Giuseppe. The storm winds raged and tore at the earth like mad, and yet, within what seemed the eye of the typhoon, not a single fold of…
    • by Cristae Episode 189 The magic I had witnessed from Leo and Cheshire until now had always been beautiful and steadfast, suffused with goodwill. Perhaps, having always been surrounded by such things, I had unconsciously come to underestimate what was called black magic. In an instant, the massive magic circle, black as pitch and coiling across the entire temple like a giant serpent, glowed with such ominous light that it seemed to choke the breath from all who beheld it. Realizing that Giuseppe had…
    • by Cristae Episode 190 The horror of the possible outcome alone was enough to keep me vigilant. At the same time, it made clear just how difficult this case would be to resolve. Above all, there was simply too little information. I had discovered the black mage organization's goal, but I knew neither the means nor the steps they intended to take to achieve it. Furthermore, they had vanished like rabbits diving into burrows, hiding themselves away. ‘At this point, there’s no way the lord will agree…
    • by Cristae 191Thud. The razor-sharp blade sliced through flesh, a spray of blood bursting forth. The intruder bit his lip, enduring the pain as the blade pierced his palm. Immediately, the blood from his wound began to move in the air like a water snake, tracing a black magic circle across the back of the man’s hand. “To make it look like a natural decline… but I’ll add a touch of poison so he won’t last through the night.” Muttering monotonously, the man adjusted a portion of the black…
    • by Cristae Episode 192 The port city, warned of an approaching typhoon, was in an uproar. Every ship anchored at the harbor, from small boats to massive sailing vessels, had been secured tightly with ropes, while people battened wooden planks over every window. Today, on the eve of the storm, tension was evident on people's faces, but there was no sign of fear. Even the typhoon that swept through the harbor each year, ravaging their homes, was nothing more than part of daily life to them. ‘I…
    • by Cristae Episode 193 "Spear of the Meteor!" Someone shouted the name of the weapon. Among black magicians, the rumor had spread in secret: if you ever faced the Spear of the Meteor, abandon everything and flee. To them, the spear formed of light was as merciless as the scythe of a grim reaper, cutting down their number without hesitation. Yet none of the magicians gathered around the round table made any move to escape at once. That was because they were certain the Spear of the Meteor could not…
    • by Cristae 194The fact that he had tracked me down in the middle of being chased by clerics and magicians spoke volumes. The Red Tower Master possessed not only extraordinary magical skills, but superb situational awareness as well. He had instantly realized I was the one facilitating communication among the clerics and magicians. Cold sweat slid down my back, but I met the Red Tower Master’s gaze, praying my fear didn’t show. I opened my mouth, trying to sound as unruffled as possible. “Well, if…
    • by Cristae Episode 195 As if someone had tilted an umbrella over me, the rain that had been soaking me to the bone suddenly stopped. The bursts of magical fireballs striking the translucent barrier surrounding myself and the small figure before me exploded like fireworks. “How dare you…” The anger radiating from her back was so intense that my opponent could barely contain her rage, her breaths coming in harsh gasps. Cautiously, I called her name. “Ophel…lia…?” At that, Ophelia…
    • by Cristae 196At my words, Sir Cherry (presumed) hesitated, seeming to nod up and down, then shook his head from side to side. Watching this ambiguous gesture, somewhere between a nod and a shake, I couldn’t help but let out a short laugh. It was almost admirable, how this man, who once thought a mask would be enough to hide his identity, put so much effort into concealing himself. Hiding his face and voice, even refraining from using his frozen aura, just in case. For Sir Cherry (presumed), it was quite…
    • by Cristae 197At Belinda’s words, Cheshire frowned hard. Even if it was Belinda speaking, he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He’d been communicating with the priests about the “Walkers of the World’s Veil,” but that was only because they shared a common goal and mutual interests. As head of the Grey Tower, Cheshire was obliged to extradite the Red Tower Master—a top-level fugitive in the Mage Republic—back to their homeland. He couldn’t entrust the execution of a national criminal…
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