Chapter 48: No hope for equality.
With grace, Sylus leaped down from the small hill and landed safely on the ground.
Once he regained his balance, he began brushing the weeds and dirt from his clothes that he had gathered along the way.
’Having the Adon Vale in the forest at night is so unnecessary. Tsk, I hope Zani can handle herself back there.’
Oh?
Sylus finally looked ahead.
There it was—the sword Sylus was meant to take in order to win the Adon Vale.
It was plunged into the rock and surrounded by multiple lanterns to accentuate its shape and golden color.
But that wasn’t all that caught Sylus’s attention.
Seated on that very rock was his brother, Lucas.
On the ground, near his feet, about three dead soldiers could be seen.
"You know, you didn’t need to kill them. Witness or not, Father wouldn’t have cared less if either of us died tonight," Sylus voiced out.