"Uncle Seth … Uncle Seth!"

As Seth's body slowly dissipated, Dustin's eyes turned red, and his voice grew desperate.

Having been severely injured earlier, he was overwhelmed, spewing another mouthful of blood before collapsing to the ground. In a daze, a dejected expression adorned his face.

In the relentless pursuit of truth and vengeance, he had sacrificed too much. Another loved one had departed.

Was his quest worth all the sacrifices? Would there have been so many casualties if not for his vengeance-driven choices?

"For a swordsman, perhaps this is the best ending," Glenn said.

His gaze fixed on the trembling Dragon Sparrow Sword, and he added, "The Sword Whisperer lived a brilliant life.

"Even in his final moments, he shone brightly—single-handedly slaying Alaric, destroying the Dragon Guard, and saving the world. A true hero, unparalleled."

Glenn was typically arrogant and dismissive, even toward his own master, but found himself genuinely impressed by Seth.

It was