These were Arm�s red stars who were captured during the Roan Kingdom�s battle against the Indomitable Alliance. They had all been caught in the Northeastern shores.

One of these three people was Syrem, the fake Dragon Slayer.

Tap. Tap.

Cale�s footsteps were the only sounds in the area.

Cale continued to walk down this deep and endless staircase underground.

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Syrem, the fake Dragon Slayer.

His whole body was chained down right now. His eyes were covered, and magic was cast on his mouth so that he could not even commit suicide.

The only things that that were left open were his ears.

�Fuck! Fuck!�

The only thing Syrem had been thinking about lately were curse words.

It could not be helped.

It was the beginning of this year. He had started with the invasion of the Henituse territory and then the Roan Kingdom�s Northeastern shores before he was captured by Cale Henituse.

Syrem had just been waiting for the day he died since then.

Honestly speaking, he had lost his will to live.

��Why haven�t they killed me yet?!�

However, he was still not dead.

He had no way of knowing what was going on outside. Unfortunately, he had a pretty good idea that the Roan Kingdom had won the war as someone continued to bring him his meals every single day.

Syrem thought that he would die.

But why had they still not killed him?

He had no way of knowing when it was day or night in this underground prison. He had no way of knowing how much time had passed. It was more terrifying for Syrem that he was imprisoned in such a place waiting for his death than to actually die.

Of course, he had thought that he might be able to live because nothing had happened to him for a long time. He had the tiniest of hope of making it out alive. Even if the White Star did not come to save him, he still had that glimmer of hope of surviving.

But he had soon let go of even that hope.

It happened who knows how long ago now. JrNovels.com