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The moment Serati saw Beltia Crotium, she was inwardly taken aback. That woman is really a martial king?
Her appearance was utterly unremarkable. She was neither beautiful nor unattractive.
Well, it's not like skill is decided by looks, so that in itself isn’t strange… but something feels off about her…
Even her attire didn’t suit someone preparing for battle. She wore no armor. Just a cheap blouse and a worn skirt. If not for the iron sword cradled in her arms, one might mistake her for a farmer’s wife.
And there’s no presence at all.
No matter how she looked, Beltia appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary person who had never awakened aura. Serati even started wondering if she might be mistaking her for someone else. It reminded her of how she felt when she first met Leven.
But Leven’s impression seemed to be quite the opposite. "She’s terrifying…"
"What is?" Serati asked him.
"That it’s even possible… what she’s doing," he answered.
"Huh?"
Unlike Serati, Leven understood Beltia’s true nature.
How can she control her aura so perfectly?
That alone proved she was wielding her power with zero waste. Her mastery over...
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