Chapters

At the edge of the river valley, atop a cliff. Lin Lan was covered in blood and gunpowder, her left […]

With her left hand, Charis tugged open her collar.Her right hand reached into her chest, fishing out the necklace and

Charis’s carriage passed a grayish-yellow castle, surrounded by dormitories of the same hue, their scale impressively grand. Students with satchels

To return home, Aisha chose a “carriage” as their transport. The carriage was as large as a medium-sized pavilion. The

The heroes hailed from the Xaska Kingdom, ruled in turn by three major factions: the Snow Crystal Church, the Purple

“Sister Aisha.” “Oh? Calling me so sweetly all of a sudden? Let me guess, Charis—you want to know what this

In truth, Charis couldn’t be blamed for stripping clothes so ruthlessly. Aisha’s outfit was so tightly wrapped that without some

‘Why steal clothes? To keep such fine garments from going to waste in the wilderness—can I say that?’ Charis mulled

‘Backstab a gravely wounded sword saintess? She’d need to actually look gravely wounded first!’ Charis felt a wave of exasperation.

Under Ailiya’s mix of coaxing and forceful insistence, Liliane finally downed the last drop of the inky, bitter potion. Her