บท 531: The Mysterious Swordsman [Pt 1]

A man walked on the fine grassy plains.

His long auburn hair flowed like an endless stream in the wind, and the blue kimono he wore danced as the wind blew against it.

He had a blade strapped to his waist—nothing too fancy.

As he kept walking, he laid eyes on a faraway place.

It was a large city located at the center of massive mountains. That was his destination, yet his movements were calm and precise.

He enjoyed the walk as he slowly, yet steadily approached.

Anticipation built up over time, and this Swordsman didn't want to rush things.

Finally, after a while, he arrived at the settlement.

His unsheathed blade was now in his grasp, and his gaze was locked on the most important building in the entire settlement.

It belonged to none other than the Beast King.

>VWUUUUSSSHHH<

Instantly, blue particles of power burst forth from his body and passed through his blade as a conduit.