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Chapter 221: Clarity 1

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Garen noticed that the runes on the rune bladered runes It’s not soh the rune blade wasn’t able to deal enough dah to break his skin With just that, he didn’t dare to underestile, can I have a look at your sword?" Garen asked calle flinched and looked at Garen, at the same time, he stole a look at Dale Quicksilver and hesitated

"Sure"

He handed over his blade to Garen

Holding it, Garen started to scrutinize the blade

Northern Territory

Sole forround, breathing heavily, one of his hands pressed on the ground while the other on his heart

Lub-dub! Lub-dub!

His heartbeat, as loud as drule of stone statues

Sylphalan bit his lower lip, the hand on his heart clutching at his shirt and his chest The drilling heart ache he had was i his ability to focus, even his vision started to blur

"Still okay?" Flao walked out fro, the Sword of the Sprite sheathed by his side He looked clean, like a ball of pure fire, not even his feet seeled while standing up, but he ed a murmur "Leave if the time comes, I suspect I wouldn’t be able to control o kept quiet

"Don’t force yourself"

"I know But after suppressing it for so long, I really need to let it loose once in awhile" Sylphalan answered

"I really can’t tell if your choices then were right or wrong" Flahed helplessly then slowly stepped backward into the thick fog until his silhouette was coone

Somewhere out there, footsteps approached hurried

"He was hiding in here! Sylphalan, this tie my father today!" "Be careful of the others from Immortal Palace! Ace, tell everyone to be alert!" "Yessir!"

Sounds of people were approaching Sylphalan quickly Numerous valiant auras surrounded Sylphalan

All these people were elites, a them, at least four to five were able to unleash their Auras that were as strong as some of the top level Grandmasters of Combat, weaker to Duskdune Shura by a little They were all here to seek revenge froth, so to eli the Black Smoke Pot for themselves

Lub-dub!

Sylphalan palpitated once ether, veins popped up on his skin, congregating toward the center of his brows

Hoof…

Sylphalan stood up, two bu on his armpits

Garen examined the blade carefully The rune blade in his hands were not very different fro runes, no special powers, as if it really was a norsword

"Incredible…" He returned the rune blade to White Eagle He wasn’t able to see anything, but so

The sky had already darkened by this point, ht spilled down fro

"Mr Garen" Dale Quicksilver finally returned to Garen’s side "I think I knohere the Clown King is"

"Oh?" Garen looked at him with interest "Are you sure?"

"Yes" Dale Quicksilver nodded

"Tell ?" Garen stared at hi the Three Major Generals, everyone seeuised" Dale Quicksilver answered with confidence

"Disguised?" Si Lan and King of Nightuise is pretty flawless, normal people wouldn’t be able to tell" Dale Quicksilver stated calmly "Don’t you think the situation here feels a little odd?"

"Oh?" Garen was finally aware, about an hour ago, all the parties looked a little weird, so on each group as his gaze passed

The Werewolves gathered around, talking about soether not far away, eyes closed

The De busy

The other s in their corner

"Can you point him out directly?" Garen turned his attention back to Garen

"Of course"

Dale scanned at the other people around, his gaze steady and calroup over there" He looked at the crowd of unknown people in the corner "Gate Master Garen, please takehiain!"

"Of course" Garen nodded