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Rad was still floating in the air while staring intently at Aathreya, who was also looking up at him.It wasn’t long before a rumbling sound broke through the trees and bushes. The animals and other creatures that didn’t want to get involved in the fight ran away from that place.After a while, hundreds of bats came from all directions and the number continued to grow over time. They flew around Rad. The hundreds of pairs of red eyes that glowed in the air looked like floating embers.The bats showed their fangs and mouths filled with saliva while making a very disturbing sound.“Hey, can’t you relax a bit? I just came here to ask if your leader is still alive or not?”“If so, why? And if not why?” Rad had no intention of answering.“...”Rad sharpened his gaze. “What makes you think that I would want to have a nice talk with you? Just looking at your face, I’m so sick

Saintess Angela helped Narine by using her divine blessing. After about ten minutes of being shrouded in green light, the little creature began to move. Her eyelashes fluttered, but she still hadn’t opened her eyes. Meanwhile, Cristela was watching Narine closely. A few minutes later, Narine finally opened her eyes and coughed. Blood and foam came out quite a lot from her mouth. One of the two nuns sitting with them in the room moved to take cotton from the medicine box that had been prepared in advance. Then, she wiped the blood and foam that had seeped down the little creature’s neck. She looked at the girl with pity. The little creature looked so frail as she almost died because of the deadly poison. “Aathreya please...” Narine said weakly. Her eyes blinked profusely. Her consciousness was not yet fully collected. When her hazy visi

Anwen didn’t say anything in response to those girls' words, but she looked at them warily. She didn’t know what kind of problem they had with her, but they seemed to hate her very much. One of them spoke up. This time, it was a girl with black hair and blue eyes. “You are so unworthy of Kaven! We really don’t like it when you dominate him! Even though you are a princess, we will not hesitate to hurt you!” She was on her hips while showing a fierce expression on her face. Now, Anwen understood what Kaven had said at Pradis. KCL had been burning with jealousy since Anwen and Kevan danced together, and they wouldn’t hesitate to hurt her when she was outside the palace. “You dare to hit me?” Anwen smiled slightly. “Why not?! Just because you’re a princess, you think we’re afraid of you?!” An

Trish looked at his king questioningly. “Why do you suddenly think like that, Your Majesty?” “I’m just guessing because Odette used to be stranded here too. I thought the portal was connected to many places, so I was wondering if it was connected to where Odette came from.” Rion explained what he was thinking to Trish. “Wasn’t the one who sent the queen here was Aathreya using a forbidden magic that opened space and time?” Rion was silent, and he was lost in his own thoughts. He felt that Aathreya was the wick of all the questions he had in his head right now, but the wizard refused to answer his questions. He reached into his pocket to pull out a teleportation crystal, and his brows furrowed, as he didn’t find what he was looking for. Rion fumbled through all the pockets of his shirt, but he still couldn’t find the tele

Rion, who was still very curious about many things, followed Aathreya. Meanwhile, Trish walked beside him faithfully. “Don’t you have other things to do?” Aathreya glanced at Rion, who was walking beside him, then stopped. He decided to face the king for a moment or else the man would continue to follow him. They were still not far from the pavilion right now. The yellow leaves fell and flew, dancing in the air when the wind blew. Before Rion bombarded him with questions, Aathreya explained about him having sensed Gerald’s aura. “Even though his body has been destroyed, I suspect his soul is still wandering around in this world. If my suspicions are correct, then he will definitely try to revive himself.” “How? How will the soul resurrect after death? Isn’t it that if someone dies, the soul disappears?” Ri