webnovel

Tale of the Holy Grail

When the shone of prophecy spoke the future to Apollo, the world went upside down due to Athena's rage and destruction. Demons from the deepest part of tartarus were created, it plunged Armenia bringing death and malice to this world. The Holy Grail which had been sealed was awakened, a trumpet of chaos that sang of cruelty and destruction made Athena's soul yearn for that power. To stop her evil deeds, the gods and goddesses sealed her away—back to Tartarus, and they founded a school that teaches students how to fight and control their magic, where Aisha had been born. Valarie was a puppet—or so how she thought. That girl was neither a puppet nor a human, she was a mortal whose blood runs from the blessing of a God—she was a demigod as well as an Aisha. She was given a chance to live, where a new life awaits her—is a distance wish. Maximilian is the core president of the Elite Circle, a council of elite students who would rule over them. Who was cursed to live his entire life as an immortal being. The curse of time awaits the destruction of Armenia. It was closer than it can ever be. However, when these two fates collide with each other, a shone of fire ignites the path of hope, and brings to life what was a cold and bloodless fate set upon their destiny. P.S I'd like to credit the artist who made my cover. Thank you very much, Urakumu Aero.

Yuriko_Shirayuki · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
58 Chs

Chapter Thirty-Three: The Admission

"You look awful," she said as she was carefully looking at Lukas who's face frowned and became cold and deadly. "Let me guess, Ares scolded you again, didn't he?"

Lukas gave her a long stare before he walked towards her room and sat on the sofa like he owns the place. He placed his both hands above the sofa and he breathed out.

"It's my job to foresee what may occur, and that damn God is asking for another favor, one after another, still he should have sent the headmistress a notice since he kidnapped me in the first place!"

Valerie gave him a long silence as she was busy looking at papers that had almost occupied her tiny hands. She ignored Lukas like a wind passing through her way, unless of course that wind was visible—she just didn't care.