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Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Chapter 65. Narshil
"Saxson's dead," Graviny suddenly said.
It was Zin'rokh who had told her.
Char's footsteps slowed, but he did not turn around.
"I know."
"Aren't you curious who did it?" The Elf asked him.
"What if I say I know?"
Char turned around and smiled.
Full of suspicion, Graviny did not ask any further.
On their way back, the fog that had shrouded the entire City Lord's mansion had begun to dissipate. A beam of golden light rose up from the front and directly penetrated the dark clouds above their heads. Just by standing there, it made the sky clear.
It had nothing to do with the attribute of the power, the emotions and character it contained. Just looking at it, it did give off a feeling of justice and nobleness.
Far away, Char saw a figure.
Very familiar.
Even Zin'rokh looked familiar.