Chapter 388: Lyra's Trial - Part 1

‘Kill…them…all. Take…revenge…’

‘Wield me…take my…power…’

The sweet whispers of the promised power were enough to lull anyone into a false sense of safety.

This sword was presenting itself as a partner, a weapon that was enough to warp itself around someone and make them forget how powerless they were.

By borrowing the power of this sword, one could create miracles. They could create gods, destroy them, and even reform them. Even fate could be rewritten.

And yet, Kael was not foolish enough to surrender himself to a murderous weapon that had no regard for his safety.

He watched as foolish people came forward to claim the sword, but ultimately fell victim to its power and became puppets. And so, the sword had its revenge, one after another.

It was not Kael’s turn yet, but he felt like he had to run away as soon as possible or something could happen.

He tried to take a step back, but his body was frozen. And once more, the sword was looking at him.

‘Accept…my…power…become one…with me…’

The sweet whispers called out to Kael, but he resisted them. And in the end, he chose to flee away from the sword.

He needed time to prepare if he wanted to get away from it.

Behind him, the sword continued to shine, almost as if asking how long he would be able to run away from it. And Kael had no answer.

After all, it was a miracle that he was still sane and conscious. The pressure from the sword felt crushing…it was crushing him on the inside, making it hard to breathe.

‘Will I be able to survive once that sword comes for me? I…am no longer sure.’

…

Lyra kicked the rock in front of her with a powerful force. It hurt her foot, but seeing the rock fly past fast made her feel a little better.

“What kind of place did I end up in? Ugh, this looks like a dump. Am I even supposed to be here?”

She questioned as she tried to look around while standing on her tiptoes. But it did not help.

And it was not because she was short.

There was just…nowhere else for her to be able to go in this deserted place.

“Ugh, I wish Kael was here. I miss him so much—”

No sooner had she said this than she noticed that the world had started to change. The rocks around her started to change into a cityscape, and she noticed that there were people around her now.

None of these people had faces, but they had presence, assuring her that she was still in the same place, but under a spell.

“Huh? So the trial has started? What is the trial? I cannot wait to pass it.”

She made a determined face before she looked around. And she instantly spotted a familiar person walking through the streets.

At first, she felt like she was dreaming. But no, the person walking faster and faster away from her was Kael.

Seeing him made Lyra’s heart skip a beat, and she could not help herself from going after Kael.

“Tsk, of course this trial is about Kael. Then, it should be over as soon as I catch up to him, right?”

Lyra proposed as she rushed after Kael. All she needed to do was grab his arm and pull him toward her. And then she…

She was not even finished thinking when her arms wrapped themselves around Kael, and he turned to give her a confused look.

“Miss, can I help you in any way?”

Kael asked, looking confused. There was not a thread of recognition in his eyes, and Lyra felt her temper flare.

She was about to call him all kinds of names when she saw a beautiful lady that kind of looked like Goddess Aria wrap her arms around Kael’s and tug him away.

“Darling, what are you doing? We need to hurry or we will miss our train. Is this lady bothering you?”

The beautiful lady dressed in a turtleneck sweater and designer jeans looked at Lyra like she was gum at the bottom of her shoes. And then, she spoke the words that made Lyra lose her reason.

“Do you have anything to talk about with my husband? Then say it. I am listening as well.”

Husband? HUSBAND? How dare Kael do this to her? They were together, and he had accepted Lyra’s confession.

She was not going to allow him to take someone else as his mistress, no matter what.

Lyra was the only one who could be beside him.

‘That’s right! He is betraying you. So you need to rip him and his little mistress apart. Hurry, make sure you strike their hearts.’

Lyra’s heart skipped a beat as she raised her claws, but then she noticed the concerned look Kael was giving her.

“Miss, are you alright? You look so pale—”

Kael had betrayed her trust, but he was still so kind to her. It made Lyra feel weak, and she could not take it anymore.

She had to run away before she did something she would regret her whole life.

Lyra turned around and ran, ignoring the voice that continued to whisper inside her head.

‘Where are you going? Are you going to let them get away with this? He belongs to you!’

“Shut up! I know that!”

Her voice echoed through the streets, drawing curious glances from the faceless people around her.

But Lyra did not care. She only wanted to get away from that man who looked exactly like Kael but could not even recognize her.

It hurt.

She had faced countless enemies without hesitation, and she had never been afraid of shedding blood. Yet, the thought of Kael looking at her with such unfamiliar eyes made her chest ache.

What kind of cruel trial was this?

She would rather fight a thousand powerful enemies than endure this feeling again.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist.

“Miss, are you alright? Where are you going?”

It was Kael and he had come after her.