Chapter 336: Tyranny (1)
A village bathed in soft sunlight.
The land stretched wide, with a clear stream cutting generously through its center.
Along the creek, now tinged with a crimson hue in the dim evening light, dozens of corpses lay strewn about.
The water, once called the Azure Stream, was no longer blue.
Between the hooves of hundreds of horses, bloodstains mixed with the mud. The relentless stamping of warhorses echoed without end.
“It’s already this late. Ma Gwang-ik must be dead by now.”
A crisp voice drifted through the azure sky.
It belonged to a young nobleman with striking and well-defined features.
Seated atop a white horse adorned with an exquisite saddle, he gazed toward the village's interior. Even among the many mounted warriors surrounding him, his posture was uniquely poised, exuding effortless stability.
“What a pity.”
It was merely a muttered remark, yet the golden embroidery on his black hero’s headband fluttered behind him.
The sheer force of his inner energy was immense—so ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ much so that his very voice carried his power.