The Game of the Grea Chapter 359

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Chapter 359

2.

The capital of the Rieskan Kingdom, and within it, a room overflowing with an oppressive aura where the air settled heavily.

At its center sat the Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint, his expression crumpled like a demon, showed no positive reaction and asked back to the subordinate prostrating flat in front of him.

“What did you say.”

“......I, I apologize.”

“Say it again.”

The oppressive energy dominated the surroundings, and the subordinate felt a sensation as if his head would fly off if he spoke even slightly wrong.

However, perhaps sensing that he would really die if he dragged this out any longer, the subordinate tried to open his mouth carefully while lying flat on the floor.

But at that mont.

Hwarurururu———!!!

A sword strike brushed past his side.

It looked as if sothing sharp had cut and burned the floor, and the subordinate swallowed hard at the sword strike that occurred in a situation he hadn't even perceived.

It was the Sword Saint's urging to speak quickly.

So the subordinate had no choice but to open his mouth.

“......I, I am terribly sorry to report, but contact with all Intelligence Knights who migrated to Nocturn has been lost.”

“Verification.”

“We dispatched other informants, but all contact from Nocturn ceased again, so it seems the Lord of Nocturn and Dream Lord, Nocturn, has noticed.”

Seeing the subordinate report clearly and articulately, the Sword Saint nodded his head.

Then.

Seogeok.

The subordinate's neck was cut at once, and the Sword Saint rose from his seat.

Anger surged at the thought that a re Dream Lord was climbing all over him, but it couldn't be helped.

There was nothing the Sword Saint could do right now.

On the Sword Saint's face, filled with anger, pain soon rose slightly.

It was none other than the pain caused because the wound he received on his soul had not yet recovered.

“Damn it.”

The Sword Saint muttered so and bit his lip.

He wanted to deliver a blow to that arrogant Overlord and Over Palace.

But there was nothing he could do yet.

Should he seek another thod?

But since no sharp solution ca to mind right now, the Sword Saint had no choice but to struggle in pain and anger for a long ti.

Still, there was one consolation.

‘Since they all died in Nocturn, the traces of the Galaxy Sword Dance or the Masked Lord might remain.’

A complacent thought only possible for the Sword Saint, who didn't know field work well.

That was why the Sword Saint, recalling that the Galaxy Sword Dance was discovered in Nocturn, thought of retrieving the Masked Lord rather than the Galaxy Sword Dance first, and called for a knight order.

A knight order under the direct command of the Sword Saint, and one with no problems externally.

Since it was a knight order gathered solely by skill without using the power of demons, the Sword Saint held expectations this ti.

As they entered the Sword Saint's room.

“Did you call.”

Reindel Silverrain, the Commander of the Mirror Knights, imdiately bowed his head showing loyalty.

As he appeared in front of the Sword Saint, there was even an illusion that light was reflecting off him a little.

His skills were weak right now, incomparable to the Sword Saint.

But the Sword Saint saw Reindel as a very loyal knight whom he thought could definitely enter the ranks of the strong later.

Since he was a knight capable of operating in the tenth region even by stranger standards, he gave the order confidently looking at Reindel.

“Retrieve the Masked Lord based on information from informants; I intend to incorporate him into the Monarch's Knights.”

“Yes, I will do as commanded.”

Reindel Silverrain, bowing his head, left the capital of the Rieskan Kingdom with his knights, his cape fluttering.

The destination was the unexplored area of the eighth region.

According to informants, the Masked Lord was known to be sleeping within a ruin discovered near where the investigation team was investigating, so just as they were about to hurry.

One of the informants brought among the knights heard the information from the capital and spoke urgently looking at Reindel.

“Co, Commander?! The ruin where the Masked Lord is presud to be sleeping is said to have disappeared.”

Things started creaking from the start.

Reindel, knowing the Sword Saint's violent nature, frowned his handso face.

“......Troubleso.”

But it was unavoidable from the mont they took the mission and left the capital.

Reindel shouted with so resolve.

“Soone has obtained the Masked Lord. We will retrieve it even if we have to kill that person.”

If it was taken by soone, it is only right to take it back.

That was why the Mirror Knights rode their horses quickly towards the unexplored area of the eighth region following the command of their leader Reindel.

3.

A throne surrounded by countless masks.

And on those masks, the masks Seonghyun had caught so far were engraved one by one.

Watching that, Seonghyun was observing the scene as if fascinated.

At the sa ti, as Seonghyun and his vassals set foot there.

A stone monunt suddenly appeared in front of the throne.

Since sothing was written on the monunt here, Seonghyun examined it.

Sure enough.

“Huuuum, secret history is written here.”

It was written that the Masked Lord gained imnse fa during his active period.

Since the Masked Lord was even more famous than the Necromancer Lord Will Baghdad, Seonghyun was curious about how he died.

It was as if that story was written there.

[At the height of the era, we gathered to stop that guy.

Since the corruption of an old friend was hard for even us to watch, quite impressive figures gathered to see the end of the friend eventually.

A total of five Monarchs and Monarch-class knights including , Pecil the Masked Lord, Dream Lord Nocturn, Erosion Lord Morbas, Eisen of Mirror Blade Arts, and Caldian of Clone Sword Dance.

However, although five of us gathered to challenge our old friend to stop him, we could only barely seal him.

As a result of daring to underestimate his power, I suffered a fatal wound.

At least I belonged to the better off side.

Erosion Lord Morbas disappeared as if annihilated without leaving even a corpse during the battle, and Eisen of Mirror Blade Arts also crumbled leaving only a sword.

Caldian of Clone Sword Dance also eventually lost his breath and collapsed after barely sealing the guy, and the only survivors were , Pecil, and Dream Lord Nocturn.

However, among the two, I also suffered a fatal wound, so I could not avoid death.

Also, although we sealed him, it was rely an incomplete seal, and since it wouldn't be strange for the guy to wake up anyti after I sleep, a device to prevent that was needed.

That was why I decided to leave all my legacy here before dying.

O you who have received my legacy.

Please uphold my earnest wish, complete the mask, and grant the final end to my sealed old friend.]

A long secret history.

Reading that story, Seonghyun tilted his head, feeling sothing strange.

Then suddenly.

‘I don't know about other Monarchs or them, but it seed Helena knew Nocturn or the Masked Lord Pecil.......’

Does that an the old friend is also one of Helena's vassals?

The mont he had that thought.

A ssage appeared in front of Seonghyun.

[Checking special conditions.]

[Confird as Overlord.]

[A hidden monunt appears.]

Another monunt appeared and inford Seonghyun.

[Our old friend, and the guy who has now beco corrupted, was once the pet dragon of Helena-nim, who was called the Demon King. The guy who has now beco corrupted.

Deathbone Dragon, Veljarak Draxion.

Please let that guy sleep peacefully.]

As soon as Seonghyun saw that, he had an expression saying "As expected!

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