Chapter 88: The Moonlight sword and its Twin pair
As the final rays of sunset vanished, silence once again enveloped the imperial storehouse.
It wasn’t a dream.
Roka stared at the iron sword still lodged in the earth. When she next grasped its hilt, it slid free with ease. But something had changed. The once mighty blade, which had felt like an extension of her own will, now seemed hollow.
“Thank you.”
Roka bowed her head, gratitude filling her voice. The Swordsman Without a Master, a stranger, had shared so much with her, and though his whereabouts were now unknown, one thing remained certain.
She vowed that if she ever attained the mastery he envisioned, she would seek out any trace of him. Until then, she could only hold onto her gratitude.
He had said that a dao would suit me better than a sword.
Roka’s eyes roamed over the storehouse brimming with every imaginable weapon. In a world where evading misfortune was a rare blessing, Heron had not only guided her. He had left behind the means for her journey ahead.
She gently put the iron sword back, grateful for his lessons. Then, with determined steps, she began her search for a dao, a blade that would truly resonate with her spirit.
Woong!
Her eyes locked onto a dao shimmering with a gentle, moonlit glow. Its surface as if crafted from pure moonstone, radiated a quiet yet potent light. In that moment, the lunar magic within Roka awakened, humming in a vibrant response.