Chapter 95


    "What do you need it for?" vin shoved his hand away.


    "Lend it to me," the boy''s voice was weak and blurry.


    vin, moved with pity, hesitated, "Just for a moment."


    The boy took the Dawnedge de and examined it carefully. The sword''s surface was smooth and


    antiqued, showing no sign of wear where it had cut through shackles. His gaze flickered, a glint of


    brightness passing through the emptiness. His fingertips lightly touched the ancient de, causing it


    to vibrate and emit a clear, ringing sound.


    "What are you going to do with it? These chains are..." vin started to ask, but the boy suddenly


    turned and retreated into the dense forest, vanishing!


    vin, taken aback, almost cursed and hurriedly followed, "Halt! Are you borrowing or stealing?"


    The boy''s speed was extraordinary, and he disappeared in an instant.


    "Where is he?" vin, frustrated, searched anxiously. But suddenly, a surge of sword energy


    erupted from the forest ahead, shooting straight into the sky, its brilliance overwhelming, like a


    hurricane rising up and howling through the trees. Apanied by a thunderous roar, the ground


    trembled as if an immense force was exploding.


    The tide of sword energy was like a destructive hurricane. The air waves rampaged, and swarms of


    energy engulfedrge swathes of the old forest.


    vin retreated in shock, keeping a safe distance from the raging air waves. What in the world?


    Was this the power of the Dawnedge de? Or...


    ng!!


    The Dawnedge de fell from the sky, embedding itself in a stone before him, quivering slightly. Its


    brilliance was blinding, and fierce energy entwined the de.


    vin frowned, wary of the ancient sword and also of the forest.


    The sword trembled for a long time before it calmed, and its sharp sword energy dissipated.


    However, the person who had wielded it did not appear again.


    vin picked up the ancient sword, proceeding with caution. Ahead, in a clearing of the forest, he


    found a devastated area several dozen meters wide, with dust and debris falling like rain. The air


    was hazy and obscure.


    This energy was too strong; it could attract nearby powerful beings. It was not wise to linger. vin


    retreated decisively, making his way towards Griffin''s Roost.


    He would treat this strange urrence as if it never happened. After all, it truly had nothing to do


    with him.


    vin crossed over a dozen high mountains, avoiding many dangers. At one point, he nearly got


    surrounded by a group of mercenaries, but finally, on the afternoon of the next day, he returned to


    the vicinity of Griffin''s Roost.


    "vin? What are you doing here?" A middle-aged man on patrol happened upon him, puzzled by


    the direction from which he came. No, it was more the fact that vin was still alive that was


    surprising. The Great Hunt had been underway for half a month, and with the pursuit efforts of


    Adirich and others, vin shouldn''t havested long. Yet, there he was, looking well and dressed


    sharply.


    "I went out to hide for a bit," vin greeted and then left.


    The Protégé realized, Ah, he had hidden himself, a cleverd. Hey low to tire out Adirich and his


    lot, then returned to action. But this young man was quite bold to move around outside Griffin''s


    Roost. Cobalt Strike marked Griffin''s Roost as hunting grounds, allowing nearly a thousand


    Protégés to roam freely because they had cleared the area in advance, transferred the particrly


    powerful Magi-Monsters, and controlled the risk to a manageable level. Beyond Griffin''s Roosty


    the pure wild, with danger tenfold greater. For a mere Protégé to have safely hidden for more than


    ten days was incredible.


    On the afternoon of vin''s safe return to Griffin''s Roost, in a distant forest, a team d in ck


    and wearing masks finally found their target, the fleeing boy. But instead of joy, they were struck by


    terror and despair.


    In the disordered woods ahead, a disheveled boy stood, his head bowed, hands drooping, looking


    very weak and hardly able to stand. Yet, the ck-d figures in front of him stepped back in horror


    as if they’d seen a monster. Their faces were pale, screaming in fear.


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    "Where are your shackles? Your seal?"


    "No, no! Who has broken your seal?"


    "Impossible! No, no..."


    The boy slowly raised his head, and from beneath his tangled hair, a pair of blood-red eyes shone.


    "Your eyes... your power..."


    "No!!"


    The team in ck retreated in terror, their expressions exaggerated, as if they had seen a


    monstrous horror.


    Whoosh! The boy vanished, and in an instant, he reappeared in the very center of the ck-d


    group.


    At that moment, everyone''s faces changed with horror and despair; they screamed, but there was


    no resistance, no escape, only fear.