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Chapter 913 All Of Raze's Past
Chapter 913 All Of Raze's Past
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This question that had been proposed to Raze had been asked more than once, and each time Raze had somewhat avoided it from the others.
The last time he spoke about his past, he mentioned his name, Dark Magus. He informed them of his infamous reputation in Alterian and how the enemies he wished to face were the Grand Magus, and how they might be linked to Alter and Pagna.
However, when he was pushed to go further, when Safa had asked him last time, "What did the Grand Magus do to you?" he was unable to answer.
Raze was unable to relive all of those moments. He could only remember the anger. Telling the story to himself, telling it out loud and explaining all the details... it seemed like an impossible task.
"Raze, please," Safa said. She had avoided being intrusive to Raze, but after what had happened, she had a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach.
"I don't want to lose you..." Safa said, staring firmly into Raze's eyes.
To be honest, all those watching were silently cheering her on. It had gone on too long. It had been too long for them to not understand Raze's goal.
Sure, they knew he was after the Grand Magus, but what drove him to the darkness they could all feel on the battlefield?
"I don't want to say goodbye to another brother," Safa claimed.
It was then that the serious expression on Raze's face disappeared, and it turned into a soft smile.
"Fine, you win," Raze said. "I will tell you the story of how my life was ruined by each of the five Grand Magus. How they took everything that I cared about in the world."
"My childhood, my work, my life's ambition, my colleagues, my dear loving wife..."
"We shouldn't underestimate the enemy," General Re said, wearing his red and white coat, with a metallic shoulder piece. He had one of the new long metal barrel-like weapons on his back.
"Your majesty, I think it would be best if we can end this fight by just bringing the Dark Magus in. Perhaps we can even use him to our advantage."
"Ha!" Marcel laughed, pointing a finger at the general. "Use him? What use would we have for those savages? Even those warriors fight with their bare hands! There is no need to use people like them."
"Did you not hear the reports?" General Re asked, raising an eyebrow. "My men gathered information on the battle with the Behemoth Clan."
"They say rain fell and froze the entire battlefield, large walls appeared from the ground, and thunder struck at their toes at a single whim!"
"Invisible strikes cut the necks of people from left and right, not knowing where they came from, and even the power of the sun was harnessed by this man, the one we are going over to face... the Dark Magus."
When saying his name, and recalling everything Re had heard about this man, he almost startled himself into fear.
"Haha!" Marcel started to laugh, and soon after, the king joined in with him.
"General Re, look around you. Look at our ships that have never lost in battle or even been taken over by pirates. Look at the weapons we have that have never been seen before in the world of Pagna."
"These are real things you can see in front of you," King Doclet said. "Those words you spoke of—no warriors, not even those who train their fists every day, could accomplish those things."
"It's quite clear that the city and the Dark Magus himself have spread those rumors about him. You should know it's a common tactic to do this to strike fear into one's army."
"The only thing is, if they were lying, then they should have come up with a better lie. The Dark Magus is clearly a scam!"
Up ahead, it wasn't much further until they would reach the town of Flendon.