It was now late at night.

  In the middle of an indoor training hall, where only the direct relatives of the Lindsay family were allowed to enter, Ilya Lindsay stood there with her eyes closed.

  Naturally, her thoughts went towards the spar…no, the fight which had taken place today.

  It was definitely… something which couldn’t be called a simple spar.

  It was too harsh to be called that.

  Because her father’s sword was full of life and Ignet’s sword was full of poison.

  ‘No, is it right to call it poison?’


  That wasn’t the correct way to say it.

  It was true that Ignet’s skills were still not as good as Joshua Lindsay, but the gap wasn’t so wide that it could just be ignored.

  In fact, even this was surprising.

  So, he just followed the priest.

  And it was the same with the man.

  He no longer would go back to the past.

  For that reason, there was no choice but to move ahead, and there was no choice but to keep chasing whoever was chasing after them.

  Carl Lindsay hid himself in the darkness where the sun would never shine. 3

  Refers to Joshua’s inability to crush her spirit despite the apparent overwhelming advantage in skill.?Y’all thinking what I’m thinking????Mans gone to the dark side folks. I guess most of us saw this coming but still, the feels. ???