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Chapter 821

"Don't worry. Nothing like that will happen," Kishiar assured with a smile, comforting the distressed Gakane.

"With here, would a mber of my Cavalry really be arrested for such a minor incident?"

In truth, Gakane's judgnt wasn't entirely off. The issue was that their opponent was not a brainwashed impostor, but a brainwashed real Crown Prince.

"Who would have believed him to be the Crown Prince in that situation? It was a good decision to quickly separate him from the dangerous scene as he was a non-Awakener, unable to properly perceive his surroundings due to brainwashing. It was nothing more than acting according to the Cavalry’s training."

"Well, that is true, but..."

"Even if I were there, I might have acted the sa, or perhaps, even more harshly subdued him. So, it was a very moderate judgnt. If anything, you deserve praise."

In fact, such a statent was sowhat unusual for the usually composed Kishiar. Their Cavalry Commander was never known for rough actions in any situation. He was always efficient, preferring an elegant style of combat that effortlessly brought down opponents with minimal effort, and he certainly had the skill to spare.

However, Kishiar was smiling so brilliantly that it clouded the minds of those who saw it, preventing Gakane from thinking too deeply about it.

"Having heard that from the Commander, I feel a bit relieved... Haha."

"Rather than a bit, you should be completely at ease. Even if the Crown Prince wakes up and tries to find out who did this, he won't be able to find the culprit. You've done well enough that I don't regret not arriving sooner. Let's talk more about this once today's ordeal is over."

Kishiar lightly patted Gakane's shoulder, followed by Yuder, who, breaking his usual silence since the incident of hitting the Crown Prince, touched and then removed his hand from the other shoulder.

"You've done well."

Kishiar was a superior who was already known for kindly addressing his mbers. However, this was usually in the form of gentle advice, delicately discerning and informing about improvents in skills or mindset, not such lavish praise.

Yuder was the complete opposite of such a leader. In the Cavalry, there was a joke that the only beings never to receive criticism from his keen eyes were the cat Nipolen and Commander Kishiar. Gakane, who had received more personal training from him than anyone, knew very well how coldly rational he was in his acknowledgnts and judgnts.

That both of these n simultaneously acknowledged and praised Gakane Bolunwald was enough to make him feel like he could forget all his troubles.

The faces of the southern nobles who had been unpleasantly comnting on his appearance just monts ago, his body in disarray from running and rolling around in the slushy snow, and the anxiety he felt while trying to alert the inside of the chapel to the ergency situation—all of it seed to lt away from his mind.

'Indeed, I love the Cavalry. I'm really glad I chose to be in the Cavalry and not a knight!'

Even if it was because he unknowingly hit the back of the Crown Prince's head hard, what of it?

"If Commander and Yuder think it's fine, then there's no problem. Even if there is... now it doesn't seem to matter anymore!"

Gakane Bolunwald had long since adopted the mindset of a fine mber of the Cavalry.

"So, right now, are Kurga and Sunz still dealing with those guys over there?"

Lost in his emotions, Gakane quickly regained his focus at Yuder's question and nodded rapidly.

“To be precise, Nahan and the sage were both engaged in a fierce battle, unleashing their powers against each other. During this conflict, they were both endlessly hostile towards us. We were trying to contain the damage caused by their abilities, preventing it from spreading to the non-Awakeners. This was our plan until you and the Commander's arrival.”

According to Gakane, the sage, though alone, had managed to brainwash a few of Nahan's comrades to switch sides. Additionally, the sage used so noble non-Awakeners that he initially intended to contact as shields in his resistance.

It was truly remarkable how, in such a short ti, he had demonstrated such formidable brainwashing abilities.

"They seem to think that each other is in a cooperative relationship with us, but there's no need to correct their misunderstanding," Gakane noted.

However, even for skilled Cavalry mbers like Gakane and Kuraga, directly confronting Nahan and the sage was perilous. Gakane, having already had a bitter experience when they crossed paths in the capital, knew this all too well.

Therefore, Gakane made a much more calculated decision this ti.

He resolved not to overestimate his own strength. Prioritizing the safety of his comrades and those around him, he cald anyone overly agitated. They also moved cunningly to prevent the enemy from detecting their actions.

"So, we prioritized holding out and maintaining communication until the evacuation was complete and you and the Commander arrived. As long as we can keep both sides from escaping until then, everything should work out," he explained.

This was indeed an excellent judgnt, aside from the fact that he had struck the Crown Prince and forced him to be evacuated.

Despite his successes, Gakane felt embarrassed that he had failed to prevent a window from shattering due to an ability launched by one of Nahan's followers, while he was signaling the chapel.

"Ah, but compared to the sage, Nahan seed in a worse state than in the capital," Gakane observed.

"Do you an his injuries looked more severe?" Yuder asked.

"There’s that too, and... well, how should I put it?"

Gakane, with a troubled expression, carefully chose his next words.

"I thought that as soon as Nahan appeared, he would imdiately use his powers on the sage and the other non-Awakeners. But instead, he just watched as his comrades pressured the sage. It was as if he knew that was a more effective way to corner the sage."

"..."

"Uh... Honestly, he looked so bad, it wouldn't be surprising if he dropped dead... Maybe it's vengeance that's keeping him going."

Gakane frowned and shrugged slightly. The re thought seed to send shivers down his spine. Then, as if suddenly rembering sothing, he added, "Ah, speaking of which, there was soone strange among Nahan's group."

"Strange person?"

"Not as much as the sage, but an older-looking person... I feel like I've seen him sowhere... He was an Awakener who seed to have difficulty moving, but he was right by Nahan's side. Or perhaps, he was being held captive?"

Gakane, overwheld, couldn't recall further details.

An older-looking Awakener who seed familiar.

And the sage, who appeared alone.

Yuder, feeling an odd sense of deja vu, remained silent.

'Hmm... Could it be?'

Just then, another loud explosion ca from the direction of the battle, snapping Yuder's drifting mind back into sharp focus.

Yuder, realizing that this was not the ti to continue the conversation, imdiately turned his head. His gaze t with Kishiar's, whose red eyes seed to have been waiting for this mont.

He knew that as long as Kishiar was there, there was no need to worry about what lay behind. It had always been so.

In the relaxed eyes of his counterpart, Yuder could see a level of trust matching his own.

He had felt it before, when facing monsters raining down from the sky – a strange, reassuring, and unfamiliar feeling.

"Commander. Please give your order. Where shall we start?"

Kishiar said, with a cool yet affectionate smile.

"Nahan and the sage. Both, coincidentally, are troubleso ntal-type Awakeners. But I have so regrets about the one who slipped through my fingers last ti."

This ant that Kishiar wanted to confront Nahan.

Knowing how formidable Nahan's abilities were, Yuder felt a twinge of concern, but he quickly shook it off.

"Understood. I'll capture the sage first."

"That was quick."

While receiving Gakane’s report, a blue aura began to rise along the blade of Kishiar's sword, which had been montarily dim. Simultaneously, a golden light flickered in one of Yuder's eyes, eagerly anticipating the upcoming battle, baring his teeth in a ferocious grin.

The two of them, without regard for who led, rushed towards the site of the battle. Gakane followed, leading a shadowy procession, guarding the surroundings.

At the sa ti, at the rear entrance of the chaotic temple, First Princess Myra, busy directing the soldiers, spotted soone struggling to enter amidst the fleeing crowd.

The person seed to be injured, limping. It was odd that instead of escaping the temple, he was trying to get back in. Myra imdiately grabbed and turned the person around.

"Hey! Didn't you hear that you're not supposed to go in?"

The skinny man flinched and turned around in surprise. It was then that Myra realized he was a foreigner from the southern lands.

"Are you a worker at the temple? Or a servant of soone inside?"

"I, I am..."

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Jin Soram, the top-ranked hunter representing South Korea's Rift Phenonon Managent Headquarters, is stronger than anyone else and lazier than anyone else. As soon as he arrives at the office, he buries himself under a blanket and falls asleep. When he goes out on a mission, he causes accidents and returns to the office, often shirking his duties.

"Do you know how it feels to play a ga that's already ssed up? ...Anyway, the next round will co, so this ti, I'm just going to play it recklessly."

In fact, his true identity is soone who has regressed through three lives, trying to save the world from the Great Rift but failing each ti. After repeating a life where he couldn't sleep peacefully even for a day, he beca completely exhausted before this life even began.

"I know. You worked hard, Jin Soram."

And then there's Han Tae-un, the man who saved Soram and died in all three previous lives. As he did in every life, he cos to Soram's side once again. The Great Rift is approaching soon. It's impossible to resolve it in this life without any preparation. Soram vows to save Tae-un in this life and die himself. At least, he won't let Tae-un save a failure like himself again.

"For now, until then, let's sleep..."

As Soram sluggishly lives his life waiting for that mont, a gradual change occurs in his heart.

'I thought this was a ssed-up round... but I want to live a little longer here.'

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Leonardo Blaine, the true war hero of the Raina Logia Empire and the commander of the Armsilver 11th Squad, is dishonorably discharged for disobeying orders during the final battle that could have led the Empire to victory in the territorial war. People criticize and point fingers at him, and after being released on parole from prison, he disappears without a trace.

Three years later, his na has been forgotten by the world. The Council has been persistently pursuing him, but he has proven difficult to capture. Frustrated by this, Hugo Agrizendro, the commander of the Council's army, decides to personally apprehend him.

"Since when have you been watching ?"

Leonardo was calculative and astute, so it wouldn't be surprising if he had been observing Hugo for so ti now. However, Leonardo's answer was sothing that even Hugo had not anticipated.

"From the very beginning."

[BL] The Mist (Sa author as Turning)

In the autumn of his 18th year, after winning the high school kendo championship finals, an unexpected accident occurred.

Due to that incident, Kang Mu-heon lost one of his legs, his closest friend, and his promising future. He closed off his heart and shut himself away alone.

A few years later, the world's first real virtual reality ga was announced, where even those with physical disabilities could play in healthy bodies.

By chance, Kang Mu-heon encountered it and began a new life as the mage Kapros, facing unexpected etings, reunions, and days of change....

***

"Why was soone like you born into this world to make so miserable? Do you understand when I say it like this?! You were born with talent for the sword, a bright personality, everything - you must have been laughing at always lagging behind! Did you even know how pathetic I felt because of your stupid hypocrisy? A genius? What does any of that matter!"

Seung-jo's cries stabbed at his heart, wailing as if he were crying even though he wasn't, but there was no ti to think further. He quickly clutched my stomach, got up, and ran towards him.

He looked surprised for a mont, but he was desperate.

Just as the car was about to reach us, he shoved Seung-jo hard. Right after Seung-jo fell and rolled away with wide, startled eyes—

Screech!

Bang! With an impact that felt like his whole body was being shattered, he flew through the air.

And in that brief yet long mont of floating in space, he rembered his reflection in Seung-jo's eyes for the last ti.......

***

[ Then in THE MIST, may you beco the master of infinite possibilities. ]

Whoosh!

When his vision returned after everything went white, he was standing in the middle of a bustling town. Amidst the clamor, countless people were busily going about their business here and there.

He looked down at himself, standing dazed and wearing clothes of unknown origin. When he touched the sleeve, he felt the texture of fabric as real as reality. His hair felt the sa, and even when he touched the wall of a nearby house, he could clearly feel the solid, cold surface.

Is this... VT?

It seed like a joke. It truly felt as if he had co to another world and was touching everything.

As he stood there unable to think due to the shock, he suddenly rembered the biggest reason he had decided to play this ga, and snapped back to attention. His two legs were still as they had been when he first stood.

'Can I really walk?'

He first stepped out with his left foot, then very slowly put strength into his heavy right foot. It felt like cold sweat was running down his spine.

And then,

He lifted it,

Moved it,

And took another step to touch the ground again.

So easily. As if there had never been any problem with this leg from the beginning.

"Ah..."

At that mont, sothing that was neither joy nor emotion shot up his spine. Suddenly feeling a lump in his throat, he lowered his head and leaned against the wall. His right foot, bearing his weight, was doing its job perfectly.

"..."

Holding back the tightness in his throat, he took another step.

It didn't hurt. It wasn't heavy. His leg was no longer a useless piece of wood that ached.

Damn it, to be able to walk so easily like this.

To be able to run so easily like this.

He had wished even in his dreams for the day to co when he could walk and run like this again.

And so he walked again, kept walking, slowly getting faster, until finally he started running like a madman through the entire town.

***

"Kap. ...There seems to be a misunderstanding. That's not what I ant."

Just as he was thinking he should throw a punch, Yu-wan sighed with a troubled look and said.

A misunderstanding? How could it be a misunderstanding when he said with his own mouth that he didn't think of as a friend?

"I didn't expect to receive such a question suddenly, so my explanation was probably too brief. Let rephrase."

Yu-wan reached out his hand, his face completely changed from before - intense yet resolute - as he stared at him. As he didn't reject the hand suddenly approaching his face and kept his gaze fixed, his cool large hand touched his cheek completely.

A shiver ran down his spine at that mont.

"I'm sorry to say this to you, but I don't see you only as a friend. ...This is the complete answer."

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[BL] Cloudless Sky

Jin Soram, the top-ranked hunter representing South Korea's Rift Phenonon Managent Headquarters, is stronger than anyone else and lazier than anyone else. As soon as he arrives at the office, he buries himself under a blanket and falls asleep. When he goes out on a mission, he causes accidents and returns to the office, often shirking his duties.

"Do you know how it feels to play a ga that's already ssed up? ...Anyway, the next round will co, so this ti, I'm just going to play it recklessly."

In fact, his true identity is soone who has regressed through three lives, trying to save the world from the Great Rift but failing each ti. After repeating a life where he couldn't sleep peacefully even for a day, he beca completely exhausted before this life even began.

"I know. You worked hard, Jin Soram."

And then there's Han Tae-un, the man who saved Soram and died in all three previous lives. As he did in every life, he cos to Soram's side once again. The Great Rift is approaching soon. It's impossible to resolve it in this life without any preparation. Soram vows to save Tae-un in this life and die himself. At least, he won't let Tae-un save a failure like himself again.

"For now, until then, let's sleep..."

As Soram sluggishly lives his life waiting for that mont, a gradual change occurs in his heart.

'I thought this was a ssed-up round... but I want to live a little longer here.'