“Regardless, the sun’s not even fully up yet, you b*stard! Crying out so loudly here… Were you planning to cry out here till I eventually died?” grumbled the old man. Though Christopher looked like a senile old man, both his eyes seemed extremely sharp. Aside from the many cobwebs that stuck to his bony body, he didn’t seem to look all that out of the ordinary. If anything, all that simply emphasized how old Christopher was. Even so, Kort respected him deeply. Thinking back, it had been over twenty years since he had last met his third uncle. Gulping, Kort then pleaded, “…I apologize, but moving on, please save me, Third uncle! Both Daryl and his grandson are hunting me down with murder in mind! What more, both of them also killed two of your grandsons! Both of them met truly terrible ends!” “I see… I’ve come across Daryl during my earlier years… To think that he’d actually return to the ordinary world! Humph! Interesting… Well, not that interesting but note-worthy… Speaking of
As Kort gulped loudly, clearly terrified by what he had just witnessed, Christopher let out a chuckle before saying, “So, are you still worried about those two?” “N-not at all! You’re definitely the most powerful person in the world! With you clearly being undefeatable, we can avenge your two grandsons! I’ll escort you off the mountain!” said Kort excitedly. “Haha! Still, you honestly didn’t have to come looking for me all the way up here. After all, I was going to leave the mountain before long anyway,” replied Christopher with a smile. Hearing that, Kort seemed to remember something. “…Now that I think about it, right before you went into seclusion twenty years ago, I remember you telling me that you wanted to make preparations for the pledge of the holy water… I also recall that the pledge is held once every thirty years… From what I can tell, that day is swiftly approaching! Since you seem to have gained the title of great master for at least ten years by now—judging from y
Lyra found herself walking amidst a dense forest on a large mountain. The air was filled with a thick miasma and everything felt gloomy and eerie. The fact that there didn’t seem like there was anyone else around made her feel all the more terrified. After walking through the forest for some time, Lyra’s ears twitched as the sound of a flowing stream could be heard. Looking around, she eventually came across a lit area where the stream was. However, that wasn’t the only thing she saw there. Standing beside the stream was a woman wearing white clothes. It was a no-brainer that anyone who saw such a long-haired woman standing in the middle of nowhere would be rightfully terrified. “…Who… who are you…?” asked Lyra meekly as she looked at the woman’s back. “…Save me… You’re the only one capable of leading him here to save me…!” replied the woman. Though Lyra was terrified when she heard that, she could sense the melancholy in her voice, and it seemed that the woman was weeping
However, upon seeing how seriously Gerald was already studying the image of the sun, Lyra leaned toward Gerald’s side and held on to her beautiful chin before observing the picture as well. In general, once people placed their other thoughts aside, they would be able to concentrate much better. That applied to Lyra as well. As she continued looking at it, Lyra paused for a brief moment before a frown began forming on her face. “…Hmm?” Squinting her eyes, Lyra’s eyes slowly widened, fear reflected in them as she sat upright before shouting, “No… No!” Everyone instantly became terrified as they watched Lyra—who had placed her hands on the side of her head—scream hysterically. “Lyra? Lyra, are you alright?” asked Gerald. “What’s wrong, Lyra?” asked Daryl next as he stood up and walked toward her. With a quivering finger, Lyra then pointed at the picture of the sun. In a terrified voice, she then muttered, “I… I saw it…” She was simply too frightened to even say anything
“Alright Lyra, listen to me. I want you to take in a deep breath and focus on the picture again. I need to know whether you see the same scene again,” said Daryl hurriedly. Hearing that, Lyra nodded before reluctantly turning to look at the picture of the sun once more. After furrowing her brows for a while, she eventually covered her mouth before replying with a nod, “…It’s exactly the same… Upon closer inspection, the five people were even making threatening gestures… I… I can’t bear to look at the picture anymore… Grandpa, please! You have to save Gerald!” Watching Lyra cry out to his father, Dylan himself said, “Is there a possibility that the sun picture could have prophesied wrongly, dad…? After all, Gerald is much stronger than before. There’s no way such a scenario could take place, right?” Shaking his head, Daryl then replied, “As I’ve said, the picture of the sun never lies. If it predicted that Gerald would die being torn apart, it’ll surely happen sooner or later. S
Daryl then added, “With great masters already existing so few and far between, you may wonder why such a powerful force would and could summon so many of them from all across the globe. Well, you see, nobody would know about the truth behind the event if they didn’t partake in the pledge of the holy water in the first place! Regardless, I told you to stay since there’s a very important clue to all this that I wanted to tell you.” “What is it?” “Well, I know that you’ve constantly been investigating the Sun League. There was a picture that was etched on the stone tablet that was dug up, and I find it to be quite similar to the place that was described on the token of the holy water. I want to study it together with you. Call it a gut feeling, but I feel that it’s closely linked with the pledge of the holy water.” “From what you’ve said, it truly does seem relevant. If one manages to participate in the pledge of the holy water, there’s a chance that the secrets of the Sun League—wh
As both of them continued pondering in the secret room, Dylan suddenly shouted from outside, “Dad!” “What is it, Dylan?” “One of the servants found an ancient-looking box in the manor earlier… Attached to it was a letter with Gerald’s name on it!” said Dylan as he entered the room with the bo. Just as Dylan had said, a letter addressed to Gerald had been placed atop the square box. “Is there any indication of the sender?” asked Daryl. “None that I know of. According to the servant, he found it by accident. Even after enquiring Welson about it, none of his security systems were able to capture any clues!” replied Dylan, his tone slightly anxious. He had reason to feel so. After all, his father belonged to the Soul Palace, and everyone who was part of that secret society was the best among the best! Since someone was actually able to infiltrate their manor—even after Welson and his men had taken charge of the Crawford family’s security—of course he would feel nervous! “…How
When the bright sky erodes the moon? Why would there even be a moon in the middle of a bright day? And why on earth would water flow in the opposite direction? While Gerald found the first two sentences to be extremely peculiar, the last one was relatively easier to grasp. It signified that someone was going to die once the golden flower fell to the ground. “…Could that be referring to me…?” muttered Gerald to himself. “It seems that even the sender’s level of training is difficult to pinpoint. Whoever it is, they seem to thoroughly understand everything… Could there really exist such a powerful person in the world?” added Daryl in disbelief. “…Regardless, what about Gerald, dad? Since this mysterious yet powerful person sent such a note to Gerald, doesn’t that signify that the prophecy of the sun picture is most likely going to come true? What could all of this even mean?” asked Dylan anxiously. “Hmm… Well, aside from the scroll we received, we don’t really have any other