Chapter 96 - Embers and Ashes
The wind cut across Rygar's face as he shot through the forest, moving like a blur between the trees.
The closer he got, the more the uncomfortable feeling in his chest grew—an ominous premonition that his body warned him about.
But he smiled.
To him, this only confirmed that the Northern King, Hasjulian, had followed the Prime Minister. That would justify the unsettling sensation in his chest.
Even so, he remained vigilant of his surroundings, alert to any sign of someone else nearby.
Meanwhile, he thought that after this, he would finally have time to study new magic.
He could challenge Ornthorn and, perhaps, finally obtain the title of Sword King—and challenge Ghislaine.
His blood boiled at the thought, but he didn't allow himself to be distracted. There was still an enemy ahead, and he wouldn't make the mistake of relaxing before the final victory.
He truly believed that the sense of danger he had felt since arriving in the city was due to the Prime Minister's surveillance. He theorized in his mind that they had probably been contacted by Milis, and with enough benefits, anyone would accept.
He had been theorizing this ever since he saw the Minister and sensed his intentions.
The thought process made sense, and when things that are about to go wrong actually go exactly as a person predicted, they tend to unconsciously relax.