Chapter 11.1, The Holy Warriors’ Vow
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In a time long past, the Devil King had been vanquished…
As the Sacred Calendar approached its end, Giorno, one of the legendary Holy Warriors, had settled in a modest town.
The house of the Hero who had once defeated the Devil King was neither grand nor humble.
Giorno’s once-handsome face had aged, now softened with gentle lines and a bit of stubble.
Sitting before a simple meal of milk, bread, and warm soup, he let out a sigh of contentment.
“Phew…”
He took a bite of the bread, chewed, and swallowed.
When the bread stuck in his throat, Giorno grimaced slightly and massaged his throat before washing it down with milk. He let out another, more relieved breath.