Chapter 51: Raise the Sword (1)
The warm sunlight, the blowing breeze, and the slight smell of grass.
Good weather, weather that any cold man would enjoy with a warm smile.
However, the boy standing at the center couldn’t smile.
He couldn’t possibly do that.
‘Did… did I really come into the dream?’
His eyes lingered around the house.
The poorly maintained house, fence, and the sparse weeds in between, unusually familiar.
The clothes that were draped over his body felt familiar. It was natural. He had seen the clothes hundreds of times.
‘It’s just that I’ve never worn it myself.’
The man in the dreams’ clothes.
“Come on, get up. You should start training in the morning.”
“…”
“What are you doing? Aren’t you going to wake up?”
Ilya Lindsay, the beautiful girl with silver hair.
As if she was asking something obvious, Irene kicked off the blanket and got up.
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