Chapter 216: The Places We Will Go To

Two days have passed since Noah, the Glorious One, reached the coast of the Western Continent. He was supposed to meet with Viel, the anomaly that kept on disrupting his carefully planned Prophecy. He had worked for it for hundreds and thousands of years, but for it to just be disrupted by someone, that is unforgivable.

But now, the Glorious One was leisurely drinking fruit juice. The sound of a stuttered slurp entered his ears as the little girl beside him, who was also leisurely partaking in her drink, was playing with her beverage.

A satisfied breath then sizzled through the air as soon as the little girl chugged all of her fruit juice down, wiping her mouth with a wide smile on her face as she looked towards the endless blue.

With the warmth of the sun mellowing their skin, Noah's sweat, which he did not know that he was capable of releasing, trickled on his dark skin. His sweat reflected the calm rays of the sun, his dark skin shining like that of gold.