“W-What?”


  “Was that lightning? It isn’t even cloudy?”


  Those who were on the ground were shocked.

  In the quiet evening, they were all shocked to hear the loud noise.

  Of course, it wasn’t thunder.

  The truth was it was the sound from the sword wielded by the young man.

  Irene, who finished the task, checked the plate.

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  ‘Is that high?’


  He didn’t think it was low.

  These people had come from various kingdoms because they wanted to battle the strongest man in Krono, but now a young man had come.

  But not Irene.

  It wasn’t because he was too young.

  It was a familiar face.

  Quietly he said the young man’s name.