NovelBookA hundred years ago, Maxim's master at the time, Malior Young, was walking alongside a young Maxim after attending the
ceremony to divide the anti-magic stone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe two were walking back to the East District when they passed a small village. Malior suddenly sensed an intense smell of blood
in the air.
“Hold on,” Malior said, pausing abruptly.
“What is it, master?” Maxim asked curiously.
Malior pulled out a talisman from his sleeve. The paper talisman floated up into the air, glowing slightly.
“Just as | thought. The village ahead has likely been massacred,” Malior said, his tone cold and grim.
“Master, should we...” Maxim hesitated.
“The murderer has already left,” Malior stated calmly.
“But what if there are survivors? Shouldn't we check just in case?” Maxim urged.
—— Locked Chapter —
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