A descendant of a long-destroyed ancient kingdom set out on a desperate journey to reclaim what was rightfully his. He crossed mountains and rivers, made countless friends and enemies, and fought fiercely for his goal.
His path could only be described as a heroic tale.
He had already overcome insurmountable enemies and impossible obstacles eight times. The whole world praised his resilience.
The hero who inherited the blood of a fallen kingdom was said to wield his sword like a ghost! His swordsmanship was so sharp that it could cut even the uncuttable!
“...Huff, huff, haah.”
But now, in his final moment, he looked utterly pathetic.
Look at him. Sweat poured down his face, his expression was twisted in despair, and he trembled like a frightened child, completely at a loss.
