Chapters

Ina marched toward Barlia’s branch cathedral, ignoring curious stares. At the locked door, she pushed hard, muttering, “Celia! It’s been […]

Lustia’s shock at Cynthia’s urgency faded as she registered her question. “The magic near the capital spiked recently,” she said,

Lustia’s scream pierced the night, her fear raw. “I’m gonna die!” She’d thought Cynthia was their savior—a goddess’s envoy—but the

The white-robed men of the Glorious Canon exchanged wary glances. A thin man stepped forward, voice low. “Blood Clan… how

Ina’s protest was immediate. “You’re leaving me alone?!” She glared at Cynthia, indignant. “I’m coming with you!” “No trouble,” Cynthia

Cynthia’s question about the Blood Crown’s history left the Blood Demon fumbling, its usual confidence shaken. [It’s… not impossible,] it

Ina slumped in the carriage, bored. “So free, Cynthia-chan.” “Yes.” “We’re really just guards?” “Yes.” Ina glanced at Cynthia, engrossed

Ina fidgeted, sneaking glances at Cynthia across the caravan carriage. Since accepting the commission, Cynthia’s gaze had turned odd—distant, almost

Ina might be really tired, as she fell asleep as soon as she got back to her room. This made

As they returned to the Adventurer’s Guild, Lorena stayed in the carriage, ready to leave Barlia. “You’re leaving the kingdom?”