Yura sat with her head bowed in the room.

This room was located in a tower of Kema Royal Palace castle. It was a new residence that Kira had specially prepared for her after regaining control of the entire palace.

The room was luxuriously decorated, with windows on all four sides offering views of the outside scenery.

But Yura couldn’t leave.

Kira had used magic to completely seal the entire room, with only small food supplies able to be delivered inside.

Therefore, although this room was luxurious and had beautiful views, it was essentially a prison cell.

No matter how much one might pity Yura’s situation, Kira could never set her free.

Because Yura had cooperated with Frim to set an ambush for Gorsa, causing all the ordinary people who had remained in the castle that day to suffer intense light attribute radiation.

Half of them died directly in that disaster, and the remaining survivors were all afflicted with illness. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ N0veI.Fiɾe.net

They were all Kira’s subjects. Yura didn’t care about them, but Kira did.

Kira dispatched court wizards to treat these ordinary people, while also sending people into the royal city to check if anyone else had been harmed.

Fortunately, Gorsa had counterattacked quickly that day, and the Aurora Realm hadn’t spread too far, or the entire royal capital might have become a ghost town.

This made Kira, who learned the details afterward, feel a chill of fear.

After imprisoning Yura, she had visited her once.

At that time, Yura had maintained this same posture of keeping her head down without speaking.

Today, Gorsa had finally left Kema Duchy, so Kira came to visit Yura again.

Noticing the figure outside the window, Yura slowly raised her head.

Her face was pale, her expression numb. Looking at Kira, she seemed to be asking, “When are you going to kill me?”

Although Gorsa had devoured most of Frim’s divided soul that day, he hadn’t harmed Yura. He had simply sealed all her abilities and handed her over to Kira, who had been rescued by Shaya and Keli.

Kira also didn’t know how Gorsa wanted to deal with Yura, and after the battle, Gorsa had been in deep meditation, digesting the extremely pure light attribute magical power he had obtained from Frim’s divided soul.

Only just now had he emerged from his secluded room. After a brief conversation with Kira, he had left as if nothing had happened.

Kira had come to convey Gorsa’s decision to Yura.

“He said not to kill you. So from now on, I’ll keep you imprisoned here.”

Yura, who had shown no emotion before, slowly raised her head. “He… won’t kill me? Why?”

“I don’t know why either. Maybe you’re still useful, maybe…”

“Maybe he still loves me?” Yura’s eyes suddenly began to shine.

Kira pressed her lips together. She thought Yura was very, very foolish.

How could Gorsa have feelings?

He had even hidden his advancement to fourth-rank from most people around him—what could be trusted about him?

But Yura wouldn’t listen to any of this, so Kira simply said, “Think whatever you want. Anyway, Gorsa has already left. He probably won’t come to Kema again in the future.”

Yura was stunned and actually asked, “Why?”

Kira pressed her lips together briefly. “I think it’s because you’re no longer useful.”

Kira thought Yura would be disappointed or go crazy, but Yura just sneered and completely disbelieved Kira’s words.

“I wanted to kill him, and I did try to do so. But he won’t kill me—he didn’t even harm me.” Yura sat back down, still smiling at the corners of her mouth. “He loves me.”

Looking at Yura deceiving herself like this, Kira had nothing to say.

She always felt that this Yura wasn’t the sister who had been so passionate about magic in the past, but everyone else told her she was.

“If you all say so, then so be it.”

Kira turned around, looking at the peaceful city-state before her in the sunset.

“Anyway, I probably won’t be useful anymore either.”

…

“Do you need me to escort you back?”

When leaving Evernight, Norton asked Saul this.

“No need. No one should dare to stop us now.” Saul respectfully bid farewell to Norton.

The other party was Master Gorsa’s elder, and also his elder. This time, he had also helped Saul escape from Frim’s confinement.

Looking at Saul, Norton’s heart was filled with emotion.

Although he had originally told Saul to stay outside, he had actually intended for Saul to lead him to find the Maze Corridor and then immediately withdraw. After all, in Norton’s mind, how could a third-rank wizard possibly resist the Tribunal’s attack?

He had planned to spend his remaining time cooperating with Gorsa to ambush Frim and prevent his divided soul from escaping back, while simultaneously using the terrain advantage inside the Maze Corridor to resist attacks from other Tribunal wizards, including Elo.

Doing this, he was confident of success, but the cost would be that his life might only have three or four years left.

But Saul had changed the plan.

He wanted to help Norton block the external attacks while also destroying most of Frim’s foundation, further extending the time Frim would need to recover his strength.

This way, with only Elo remaining as a free fourth-rank wizard, and given how protective he was, he wouldn’t make moves against the Glare Family afterward, and Norton’s consumption would be much less.

Therefore, Norton could now live another eight to ten years.

“Regardless, I still have to thank you. This is the Glare Family emblem. If you ever need anything, you can activate the emblem, and my clan members will reach your side as quickly as possible.”

Saul carefully accepted the emblem. It was a cluster of bright light that transformed into a light cluster pattern on Saul’s palm when he received it.

Saul examined it carefully. There was only pure energy on it, with no mental power response.

“Then I thank you very much.”

“There’s one more thing I need to remind you of. Unless this world is about to be destroyed, don’t cross through the stargate unless absolutely necessary!”

Saul was secretly shocked. Wasn’t the Stargate Council currently planning to cross through the stargate to leave this sealed wizard world?

Why was the Glare patriarch advising him against it?

Had he discovered some problem with the Stargate Council?

However, Norton didn’t reveal more about the Stargate Council’s affairs.

He watched as Saul, Keli, and Byron stepped into the ultra-long-distance teleportation array, his face gradually showing a worried expression.

“Gorsa, I can’t stop you, but can you really return from the Abyssal Eye before I disappear? If you die there, do I really have to hand over the Glare Family to Saul?”

Norton closed his eyes, hiding the pain in his heart.

“Although Saul is an excellent wizard, he’s only third-rank now. How can such a person resist the final doomsday? I can’t see any hope!”

“Maybe this is why I can’t continue living.”

“Sigh…”

…

Just as the dust was settling on the Tribunal’s upheaval, Kismet was awakening from unconsciousness. Thɪs chapter is updated by NoveI-Fire.ɴet

He braced himself against the ground, feeling the sticky sensation of blood on his palms, then slowly sat up.

Looking down, he saw that everything below his chest had melted into blood plasma. When he sat up, the wound’s cross-section directly touched the ground. Pain seemed to want to travel along his nerves to his brain, but was forcibly interrupted by some mysterious power.

“Hehe.” Kismet actually laughed. He ran his hand through his silver hair, not caring at all about getting the disgusting blood plasma in his hair.

Soon, his body was lifted by newly grown silver bones, followed by flesh covering the skeleton.

He became a complete person again.

Kismet snapped his fingers and instantly put on a gorgeous silver formal outfit.

Only the blood plasma on the ground didn’t decrease, and red blood still dripped from his hair.

Kismet looked left and right but didn’t see Ophelia, who should have been beside him.

She was probably the blood water he was stepping on now. Her recovery might still need some time.

Kismet didn’t bother with Ophelia and walked forward a few steps to a dark light circle.

This light circle was very strange—the edges were bright, but the center was utterly dark. Nothing could be seen, and anything put into it could never be retrieved.

Kismet extended his right hand into the dark center. When he pulled it out, only a bare wrist remained of his arm.

Blood spurted “poof” from the break, but before it could spray for long, it was blocked by newly grown bone and skin.

“This gap in the world barrier is dangerous, but it does connect to the outside. But the outside world is so vast—can our signal really be transmitted out?”

No one answered Kismet, nor did he expect anyone to answer him.

But just as Kismet was about to turn back and piece Ophelia back together, a voice suddenly came from the dark center of the light circle.

“Long time no see, Kismet.”

Kismet froze in place as if turned to ice. Only after his heart stubbornly beat three hundred times did he turn around very slowly.

“Long time no see, Douglas, my… former master.”

(End of Chapter)

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