Chapter 189: Diarmuid
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The Fuyuki City Bridge, spanning the mouth of the Mion River where it met the sea, was an imposing structure—665 meters long, its arch rising over fifty meters high.
A constant, powerful wind swept across the bridge, strong enough to knock an ordinary person off their feet.
But two figures stood firm against the gale.
Waver Velvet, his face pale with fear, crouched low on the bridge's arch, the wind roaring in his ears.
Beside him, Rider, his expression serious, sat with regal composure.
"Rider, let's go down—please..." Waver's voice trembled, his body shaking despite the magical reinforcement keeping him anchored to the bridge. The wind's howl was terrifying.
"Why? This is the perfect vantage point. And the view is—surprisingly pleasant." Rider took a swig from his flask, his gaze fixed on the container yard on the western shore.
A fierce, martial aura radiated from that location.
"It's too obvious. A trap, most likely. I doubt I'm the only one who's noticed. The other Masters are probably watching as well. If we're patient, someone will get impatient. And that—is when we strike."