Chapter 334: The Identity of the Black-Clad One
‘Where did he go?’
Among the watching wraiths, the black-clad one bothered me the most.
I had tried several times to break through with my wooden sword, annoyed that he kept watching me, but every time the wraiths blocked me as if protecting a king.
Could there be a king even among the wraiths?
These were beings that killed their fleeing comrades without hesitation, yet they sometimes died protecting the black-clad one—whether by my hand or the Sword Demon’s.
It gave me a strange thought.
Although the wraiths were being led as if they were in retreat, it felt like the black-clad one was actually the center of everything unfolding.
Even during combat with the wraiths, I found myself locking eyes with him now and then, feeling something peculiar.
As if I were reading his gaze—and he was reading mine.
Clearly, he was a master I hadn’t recognized even in my past life...
There had to be something connecting him to me.
‘What the hell is he?’