Chapter 130: Fog (3) (Teaser)
Sylvia's island, the Nameless Island, had grown into a source of immense magical power. It absorbed mana-infused soil drifting around the Floating Islands’ orbit—known as mana soil—turning the entire island into a catalyst meant solely for Sylvia.
Because of this, any magic cast from the Nameless Island could stretch across the continent—to the Empire's depths, its surface, or even distant, ghostly islands.
“... I don’t deserve to be the one to kill her.”
Sylvia listened to Deculein’s words, feeling the weight they carried.
“Yet, she deserves it.”
“... Deserves what?” Sylvia muttered, knowing he wouldn’t hear her.
As if answering, Deculein continued, “She deserves to kill me.”
It felt like a needle pricking her heart, stirring emotions she believed had died long ago.
“What do you think, Idnik?” Sylvia asked in a flat, emotionless voice, each word sounding fragile, as if it could soon break apart.
Idnik, who stood beside her, replied, "Well, it seems that man still has some shred of conscience left."
Sylvia looked up at the sky. Birds filled the air—migratory flocks passing over the island, with Swifty leading at the front.
“Deserves to kill…”
Sylvia deserved to kill him. Even Deculein had admitted it. With her eyes closed, she fell into deep thought, consumed by hatred. The more she learned, the angrier she became. Yet,...
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