Turning

Chapter 719

‘Kishiar.’

‘As long as he is alive, as long as his life clings on, the rest could somehow be handled.’

Yuder had repeated this to himself countless times as he hurried. Whether it was due to his wishes or not, Kishiar was indeed alive, standing on his own feet, seemingly unharmed.

But to say he was in the same state as before would be incorrect.

Kishiar's previously uncreased clothes were now stained with dirt and smudges. In some places, faint traces of red blood were visible. It seemed less like his own blood and more like splatters from somewhere else. The mere fact that he was wielding a sword stained with blood made Yuder feel a heavy, dark sensation in his chest. His head grew cold, and his heart beat rapidly, yet disquietingly.

In that brief moment, Yuder, who had scanned Kishiar from head to toe, noticed that Kishiar was also gazing intently at him from afar. Kishiar's red eyes clearly noticed Yuder's dirty cheeks and the torn clothes from battle, yet unlike Yuder, he didn't show his emotions openly.

"Yuder!"

"Where?"