Chapter 143 - Fifteen Years, The Last One On His Way
POV: Rygar Adoldia
I was currently atop a small, icy peak.
The wind howled sharply around me, lashing my exposed skin and making my cloak ripple violently.
Snowflakes fell onto my hair, softly accumulating as if they wished to cover me with a white mantle.
Tsukikage was sheathed at my waist.
I took a deep breath, drawing in the cold air into my lungs. A white mist escaped between my lips, quickly dissipating in the freezing air.
In an instant, my hand moved. The blue blade was unsheathed in a fluid, silent motion—like the blooming of a flower in winter.
With great speed, I slashed forward and a high-pitched whistling sound cut through the air.
The snow before me exploded in all directions, scattering like a wave around the point of impact.
My eyes turned to the horizon. From where I stood, I could see in the distance the small village surrounding the Sword Sanctuary.
The snow-covered buildings looked peaceful, serene. I had been here for seven days, immersed in my training.