Chapter 628
Since the Gate Incident broke out, Gersonosia had always been a ruin, but now it lay utterly devastated.
Thousands of Master-class warriors, a thousand archmages, and ten Grandmasters had left their mark.
The scale of the destruction could be seen even from a distant mountain slope.
“A black flame dragon sealed on the right arm, huh...” I said.
“H-huh...? A black what? Black flame...? Dragon?” Harriet asked, tilting her head in curiosity.
I sighed. “Forget it.”
“You have a knack for saying things that don’t make any sense. What are you mumbling about now?” she asked.
‘Dark magic sealed away in his right-hand... Was that trope ever a trend to begin with?’
It wasn’t exactly a dragon, but Ludwig had ended up with something eerily similar. I hadn’t witnessed Ludwig fight firsthand, but when I heard about his right arm transplant, I had a feeling it would result in something like this.
We weren’t alone on the mountain slope.
“Do you think he’ll end up getting his legs or left arm transplanted too?” Rowen asked, her face twisted with a mix of disbelief and concern.
“That sounds absurd,” I replied after a moment, “but if it’s Ludwig, it almost seems possible, and that’s what’s frightening.”