Chapter 476: CV. Evil Gate
Every blade of the Junlin Swords shared the same material. However, each hilt was uniquely forged according to the knightly deeds of those it was bestowed upon and the culture and religion of the lands they had conquered.
As ceremonial swords displaying the Empress’s grace and might, they were crafted with extreme attention to detail, exhibiting a peerless aura of domination.
Where the sword blade touched, light gathered and swirled, and even time and space seemed to be cleaved by the pervasive resentments and curses, remaining as pristine as freshly forged even after centuries.
Whether they were authentic was immediately apparent.
Liszt was shocked; Dreya did not even know he had hidden one.
Without further ado, he lifted the partition above the glass display cabinet, ready to reach for it.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Nashano shouted.
Touching a Junlin Sword was, in itself, an act of madness. Five years ago, Liszt had been set up in a dark plot—his enemy had pretended to offer an apology, wanting to use the sword to curse and kill him. Otherwise, he would never commit such a foolhardy act.
Feeling somewhat anxious, the lynx tiger-man raised his voice again.
"What now?"