บททั้งหมดของ THE LOST TIDE KING : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

CHAPTER 22: SHIGURE APPEARSScene 64: The Stranger ArrivesThe creature beneath the city opened its mouth.Stone scraped against stone somewhere below the staircase. Warm air rushed upward, carrying the smell of salt, ash, and something ancient enough to make the White Tide wolf press low inside me.Kiyomi’s fingers tightened around mine.The golden eyes in the dark rose higher.Not eyes.Lanterns.Two enormous lanterns swung from curved horns as the creature climbed toward us. Its scaled head emerged first, followed by a long neck wrapped in broken chains. Black water poured from its jaws.People fled across the bridges.The awakened statues followed.Their stone feet struck the streets in slow, heavy beats.Grandmother’s image hovered above the canal.Come down, daughters.Raiken stepped between us and the staircase.No one goes anywhere.Grandmother smiled at him.You still mistake protection for authority.Blue fire slipped over his knuckles.And you still hide behind other people

CHAPTER 24: BLOODLINE PROOFScene 70: The Royal ChamberThe crown showed me Shin’s smile.It vanished before anyone else noticed.His face returned to its usual stillness, silver eyes fixed on the black flame where the message had burned.My body moved before my thoughts caught up.I stepped between him and Kiyomi.Raiken felt the shift through the bond.His hand closed around my wrist.What did you see?Shin looked at me.Not confused.Waiting.The city shook again.Above us, the first upper gate opened with a sound like the sky tearing apart.Black smoke rushed across the dome.Shigure grabbed the glowing map.The palace. Now.Ren pointed toward the eastern bridge.That route is sealed.Then unseal it.The royal chamber rejects outsiders.Shigure looked at Kiyomi, still bent over Hayate’s arm.We have royal blood.Kiyomi raised her head.The red mark beneath her throat pulsed.Ren’s mouth tightened.That blood may belong to Orochi.Hayate rose with her.Say that again.Later, Daigo

CHAPTER 26: HAYATE'S PASTScene 76: Old ScarsThe knocking came again.Three slow strikes from inside the vault wall.Kiyomi flinched against Hayate.The golden mark on her chest pulsed beneath his hand.Raiken moved toward the sound.I caught his sleeve.“Wait.”The map still glowed behind us. The new coordinate burned beneath the cottage, while Grandmother’s shape remained hidden inside stone.Another knock.Then a voice.“Hayate.”His body locked.Kiyomi looked up at him.The colour left his face.No one else moved.The voice came again, softer this time.“You survived.”Hayate’s fingers loosened around Kiyomi’s waist.She caught his wrist before he could pull away.“Who is that?”He stared at the wall.“I do not know.”The lie was too flat.Shigure heard it.“So did I.”Hayate’s jaw tightened.Raiken lifted one hand. Blue fire spread across the wall, tracing an outline hidden beneath the stone.A door.Old iron hinges.No handle.The metal was marked with a crest I had seen once b

CHAPTER 28: THE SLEEPING CITYScene 82: Azure Tide RevealedThe Door of Kings sealed Raiken away.My hand struck the black surface.“Open.”Nothing.The royal mark burned brighter across my arm, but the door remained cold beneath my palm.The bond gave me nothing.No heartbeat.No anger.No trace of him.Kiyomi came to my side.“Ayame.”I hit the door again.“Open.”The silver link around my wrist tightened.Pain ran through the bone.Renji grabbed my arm.“Stop fighting it.”I turned on him.“He is in there.”“I know.”“Then open it.”“I cannot.”The answer came without softness.Behind us, stone wolves continued breaking apart beneath Daigo’s claws and Shigure’s blade. Shin leaned against a ruined pillar, one hand pressed to his wound. Hayate stood near Kiyomi, pale from blood loss, refusing to sit.The door spoke again.THE QUEEN MUST CHOOSE WHICH KING RETURNS.Two lights appeared across its surface.Blue on the left.Black on the right.Both carried Raiken’s shape.Kiyomi stared a

CHAPTER 30: OROCHI RETURNSScene 88: The Ancient ThroneThe false king pulled at my crown.Raiken hung from my other hand above the broken city.His fingers slipped against mine.“Ayame.”“I have you.”The bridge cracked beneath my knees.Below us, blue towers folded into darkness. The sleeping child floated inside the open heart, silver hair spreading around her face.Her eyes were no longer white.They burned red.The false king smiled.“You cannot hold both.”His grip tightened on the Tide Crown.Pain cut through my skull.Raiken’s weight dragged my shoulder lower. Blood ran between our palms.“Let me go,” he said.“No.”“The child is waking.”“I said no.”His eyes held mine.No fear.Only a terrible calm.The bond opened, warm and steady.Then he swung.His free hand caught the broken edge of the bridge. He pulled himself upward as the false king tore the crown from my head.Cold rushed through me.The royal mark dimmed.The false king raised the crown.The child screamed.The sou