Chapter: 4065

�Aaaah!�

He could also see a person groaning as they fell off the wall.

Clang.

The sword in that person�s hand broke into two and fell to the ground. Ron looked at that sword for a moment before looking at the stairs in front of him.
He was not far from the end. Beacrox who was already on top of the wall was looking at him.

�Father, please come up.�

There were minor injuries all over Beacrox�s body, but it was hard to tell because he was covered in other people�s blood.

Tap.

Ron took one step.

Tap, tap.

His movement slowly became faster as he quickly climbed up the few remaining stairs.

��Ha.�

A gasp-like laugh came out of his mouth.
A perilous mountain range. This deep valley and the cliffs that seemed to have been artificially cut out.
He could see the sight that made him nostalgic about the past.

�Father.�

Ron looked toward Beacrox who was taking out a rolled up piece of cloth from his pocket. He took the cloth from Beacrox and unraveled it. The cloth had the Molan crest on it.

��Did you draw it?�
�Yes.�
�Looks like you need to improve your art skills.�

This punk who was good at cooking and needlework was a terrible artist.
However, he still did better than expected with this crest.

The Molan Household.
They could not openly reveal their crest during missions as they were part of the underworld. However, they had at least put their crest in this valley.
This was their territory, and it was a sign telling uninvited guests to stay out.

�It�ll be a bit different now.�

The meaning of this crest would slightly change from now on.
Ron walked to where Arm�s flag was hanging and ripped that flag with his dagger. JrNovels.com