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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Ruby
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Yuma stared at Luke, the chieftain of the White Night Clan.
He had blue hair.
“The White Night Clan.”
There was no need to beat around the bush.
“I have business with you.”
Luke glared at Yuma.
“Business?”
“I’m looking for someone. I’d like to look around the clan.”
Yuma glanced at Cloney standing beside him.
He had already briefed her on the way, telling her to speak up if she sensed any resonance.
But she hadn’t shown any reaction yet.
Even after seeing Luke, the chieftain of the White Night Clan, standing before them.
‘Well, given the title “Sword Star” and Cloney’s case, the blue-haired Sword Star probably isn’t that old either.’
Future.
It seemed more likely that the “Blue-haired Sword Star” was someone with greater potential for future growth.
Luke furrowed his brow.
“Do you think this White Night is such a lax and trivial place that outsiders can enter at will?”
The White Night clan members behind Luke trembled.
A terrifying aura flowed from Luke’s body.
The shoulders of Cloney and Hestia behind Yuma also shook violently.
Yuma was unaffected by the aura that bordered on killing intent.
‘Noble’
[You do not succumb to external pressure.]
It was one of the powers of the Noble trait.
This trait, which made one consider oneself the noblest being in this world, naturally made one hold their head high.
Amidst the overwhelming aura that made everyone else cower,
Only Luke, the source of the aura, and Yuma maintained their posture effortlessly.
Luke narrowed his eyes.
‘…This one definitely has something.’
Yuma spoke again.
He had no intention of seeing unnecessary bloodshed.
“Geographically speaking, this area belongs to Pineon. Do you know Kament, the Conqueror King of Pineon? Given his personality, he wouldn’t have just left this place alone as the land of White Night.”
Luke decided to take a step back at Yuma’s attempt at conversation.
“Conqueror King Kament. He came here three years ago. I explained to him about the karmic duty our clan bears, and let him witness that duty firsthand.”
Luke smiled bitterly.
“He called us ascetics suffering due to the misguided duty established by our ancestors. He said he would respect that noble duty. He also mentioned that he had heard about the White Night Clan’s duty from the previous Conqueror King. Thanks to that, our conversation went smoothly.”
Duty.
Yuma couldn’t even begin to guess what this duty entailed.
“So Kament gave up on conquering this land of White Night.”
The conclusion was that Luke knew about Kament and had even spoken with him directly.
Yuma took out a red cloak from his spatial pocket.
And threw it on the ground.
Thud─
“This is the cloak Conqueror King Kament wore on the battlefield.”
Yuma noticed all the White Night clan members at the entrance focusing their gaze on the red cloak.
“I am Yuma, the proxy of Brigitte, the First Imperial Princess of the Astes Empire. A few days ago on the battlefield, I beheaded Kament.”
As soon as Yuma finished speaking, all the young men of the White Night Clan stirred.
“This person killed Kament…? I couldn’t believe it even when I heard from Hurka that the Conqueror King had died!”
Yuma realized from someone’s startled words that these people weren’t completely cut off from news of the outside world.
The men’s gazes, which had been fixed on the cloak for a while, now shifted to a young man standing to Luke’s left.
The young man, Hurka, looked closely at Yuma’s face.
“Y-Yes. It matches the description I heard. Ash-gray hair… blue eyes.”
Hurka, with brown hair and kind-looking eyes, swallowed hard before continuing.
“The being who made the black dragon that flew in the sky disappear from this world, the one who defeated Chronos, the former Sword God of the Ten Seats, and the Supreme Commander who overthrew the Conqueror King of Pineon… the God of War, Yuma.”
At Hurka’s words, the murmuring among the White Night Clan men grew louder.
“That person made the dragon that appeared in the sky disappear…?”
It was a dragon that had been nearly 100m in size.
And because it was in the southern direction of the same continent, some members of the White Night Clan had observed the dragon that had appeared for a moment.
Hurka wasn’t of White Night bloodline.
Until five years ago, he had been a clear outsider.
Chased by a group of orcs from the Gelpiel Forest, he had arrived at the White Night castle with about ten orcs in pursuit.
At that time, the men of White Night had swiftly defeated the orcs, allowing Hurka to survive.
Since then, he had started living in White Night.
He was deeply impressed by their strength and the infinite nobility of their duty.
To the descendants of the White Night Clan who couldn’t leave White Night, Hurka’s existence was very welcome.
Hurka played the role of an informant, gathering numerous pieces of information from the outside.
Hurka had originally worked as a guide for mercenary groups within Pineon, so he performed this role skillfully.
He not only brought outside information but also often brought special or delicious food from outside, quickly earning the trust of the White Night Clan members.
Yuma inwardly clicked his tongue.
The individual achievements that had been floating around were now fully attributed to him.
‘Damn those high nobles.’
Seeing that even the story of the Black Dragon had spread, it was clear that one of the nobles present at that aristocratic meeting where he was named Supreme Commander had spread the rumors.
Luke narrowed his eyes at Hurka’s words.
“If what Hurka says is true, you are indeed a remarkable person. So, what was your business again? You said you’re looking for someone?”
“That’s right.”
Luke twisted his mouth.
“Even if you’re looking for someone, as long as that person inherits the blood of White Night, they can’t move an inch from this White Night unless they break the shackles binding our clan. Their body would be torn to pieces the moment they leave.”
Yuma had no intention of backing down.
“Explain it to me, like you explained to Conqueror King Kament.”
He intended to use the achievements that the informant Hurka had recited about him to persuade Luke.
“I might be able to break those shackles that bind your clan.”
Therefore, he had to add words that might sound somewhat arrogant.
“Kuk kuk…”
Luke, the chieftain of the White Night Clan, was dumbfounded. So he let out a big, hollow laugh.
“Kahahahahaha!”
This guy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere was daring to talk about saving the clan.
‘But if it’s true that he defeated that Black Dragon in the sky…’
Then there might be some basis for that confidence. The chieftain’s laughter slowly subsided.
“…You may enter. Yuma, Supreme Commander of the Astes Empire.”
The fact that Yuma had come with only two companions, rather than a large number of people, was a major factor in allowing him to enter the land of White Night.
“I’ll explain the duty that the White Night Clan bears.”
Yuma nodded at Luke’s words beside him.
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It was a tragic story.
The story of a cursed clan forced to be trapped in this land for 400 years.
As Yuma listened to Luke’s words, he scanned most of the clan members with his Exploration Eye.
However, there was no one who seemed to be the “Blue-haired Sword Star”.
“Are there people who aren’t here right now?”
“There are those who, tired of this damned duty, live alone even while in the land of White Night. And… among my direct children, there are some whose thoughts I can’t understand at all.”
The chieftain’s children.
Yuma had a hunch that the Blue-haired Sword Star was among those children.
“Chieftain, it’s about time you should prepare.”
A middle-aged man wearing solid armor bowed next to Luke.
“I understand.”
After answering, Luke looked at Yuma again.
“Would you like to see? The ancient hero oppressing White Night. The giant, Ades.”
Yuma nodded.
He had to see it to decide whether to kill it or not.
“About one clan member dies by Ades’ hand… each year. Even though we’ve read all his movements, sometimes variables occur.”
Luke continued speaking as he moved, holding a blue-tinged sharp sword.
“We deploy a formation that the clan has researched for hundreds of years, binding his feet for 12 hours. There’s almost no damage, but we can’t kill him either. Because of that damn regenerative ability.”
The divine power still tightly packed in the giant Ades’ heart instantly healed even the sword wounds carved by a Grand Sword Master’s Aura Blade.
“Yuma.”
Luke’s tired eyes stared at Yuma.
“If you can save our clan, the entire clan will consider you a lifelong benefactor.”
Thud.
Luke’s footsteps stopped.
Yuma could understand why.
A massive giant was crouching.
White light was flowing from both eyes.
A body that seemed to be easily 90m tall.
“Even though he’s crouching, he’s not sleeping. Our ancestors recorded that it seems to be a time when he’s circulating divine power throughout his body.”
Yuma stared at the giant with his Exploration Eye.
Kuguugu…
A giant who saved the world but lost everything himself.
The giant’s body slowly began to move.
His hunched back slowly started to straighten.
Yuma was focusing on his movements.
However, Luke beside him seemed different.
“Haven! Didn’t I tell you that you’re not ready for the front lines yet! Stay in the rear!”
Luke shouted at a young man standing next to him.
He was a young man with features resembling Luke and blue hair.
Yuma stared at the young man with his Exploration Eye.
It was certainly an impressive achievement for his age, but he seemed far from being the “Blue-haired Sword Star”.
A voice came from behind Yuma.
“Master Yuma.”
It was Cloney.
“Something is resonating in my head… I think it’s reacting to that person standing on the cliff back there.”
On the cliff?
Yuma raised his head.
Above the 30 or so White Night Clan warriors surrounding the self-lost giants.
A woman was standing at the edge of an ice cliff.
She looked to be about twenty years old.
Like Luke and Haven, she had blue hair.
A thin sword in her right hand.
And in her calm gaze, pink eyes stood out.
Overwhelming talent was evident in her innate traits.
A realm that had already reached Master level.
And the resonance echoing in Cloney’s mind.
‘Found her.’
Yuma was certain.
‘The Blue-haired Sword Star.’
That Bell was the “Blue-haired Sword Star”.
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Wow they really baited us with the guy I really thought it was him but that woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere
Saw that coming from miles away..it has to be a girl lmao