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Wolf Bloodline

King Einar, the astonishing king of the great and only continent, one day decided to choose a new heir to his kingdom from among his five most precious sons. By giving each of them different duties, King Einar did something unchangeable and unimaginable that day. He gave them an order and not only a task or a quest to accomplish, but he also wanted his sons to accomplish their duty with maturity, with honor, and with pride. But nothing, he wanted to do went in order, just because of his son. The eldest and most powerful brother, "Yores", opposed this situation. He decided that it would be better, if the King gave them a second chance. But everything was chosen, and he found himself another solution to conquer his biggest rival. Lost, against anything that he wanted to win. So he made a deal with the most powerful lineage, "The Apocalypse Lineage," to take the throne. And by obtaining power, he started a rebellion. After Yores took the throne, he ruled the people in such a manner for years, damaged many relationships and made himself the evilest person to ever be seen. But even his reign, came to an end. A wolf descendant, one of the strongest lineage's people, challenged Yores. Jiro, the strongest person among bloodlines. He was so brave, so strong, and so dauntless. He was someone who changed many things. The Battle of Jiro and Yores continued for three days exactly, and their battle, being heard all over the continent, changed the entire world. But the real story to be told was only beginning....

ASW · Fantasia
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286 Chs
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Palace Of The Third King

As we left the archive room and stepped beyond the door, out of sight of the soldiers, Rose began to question me again. It was natural for her to seek answers given the information we had uncovered. As a knight, she had to prioritize the safety of her people and her king.

"Tell me, Ryuu," she said. "What do you make of the letters?"

"The king's seals on the letters are similar to the ones I've seen in other kingdoms," I replied.

"So you plead guilty," Rose said.

"But the fact that the letters were stopped and checked before they arrived is highly suspicious," I countered.

"Prove it," Rose challenged.

"What's more," I continued. "Before I came here, I saw the writing of the second king with my own eyes. His writing was right-handed, but this letter is written with a left hand."

"How do you know that?" Rose asked.

"From the stamp," I replied. "The stamp is left-handed. Only a lefty would do that."