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Chapter 740 Dinner
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Chapter 740 Dinner
Cless smiled, sitting on her high chair just behind the entrance to her atelier. The counter nearly hid her entirely.
She clapped her hands together when more people entered. They looked at Rock and Charles standing in the hall but came in regardless. A woman with a blue dress and lots of jewelry approached the smaller of the two men.
“Excuse me… this is the Cless Michaelson gallery?” she asked.
“It says that on the sign,” Cless said from behind the counter. She sat down and crossed her arms. People were frustrating. She had learned in her classes with the Shadowguard and Sentinels that people were able to read but maybe the ones wearing jewelry were different?
She had drawn the sign herself.
A giggle resounded in her mind.
“Not now, Violence. We have visitors,” Cless said and walked out from the counter. “All of my works are displayed. If you’re interested in buying one, there will be an auction in two days, before the grand ball.”
“In… deed,” the woman said, glancing between Cless and the Shadow. “I suppose we can have a look.”
The man who followed her rolled his eyes, giving Cless a stare.
Rude. She stared back until he stopped.
The gallery was set up as a roundabout, the entrance to the right and exit to the left of the entrance hall. She was quite proud of the progression in her art, the oldest ones coming first and her most recent pieces at the very end. She had called it The Journey of Ash, though there were quite a few pieces that didn’t have anything to do with Lilith.
She had never thought a gallery would be possible, especially with Claire putting her works away. But it was something she had wanted to do since seeing her first gallery in Ravenhall. Everything had suddenly happened after she had told her friend about it. The little Fae knew a lot! And it even got the paintings from Claire!
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The Golden Goose was inside one of the older buildings in Morhill, located on the slope that led up to the main governmental buildings and mansions of once influential families before the demon incursion. It had been decorated with various banners and entire bushes of flowers, all in a deep red. A carpet was laid out far into the square with a dozen guards standing at the ready. High level ones too, Dale noted.
It was one of the few four story buildings he had seen in the city, not that its towering presence was necessary to get a good view of the town and valley beyond. Its location was enough for that. No obstructing structures were in front of its large windows but he supposed the display of wealth was entirely on purpose.
Not only Shadowguards were present. He spotted a few Sentinels as well, and more individual guards armored or dressed in black, their Shadow badges displayed for people to see.
“This seems very exclusive,” Abby said in a hushed whisper.
“It does,” Dale said. He didn’t feel particularly comfortable but Abby seemed more than a little excited. Ilea had mentioned the best cook in the south after all.
Nobody stood in the queue but as they approached, a group of well dressed people landed, being led inside after a short talk with the waiter.
“Are we dressed appropriately?” he whispered to Abby, looking down on himself. Dale preferred his armor to formal clothing.
“We might stand out a little, but that’s fine,” Abby said. “We’re here for the food and atmosphere after all,” she winked at him and pulled him forward. His worries washed away with the gestures.
“Abby and Dale Langston, from Riverwatch,” she said to the waiter dressed in black.
Even he has a nicer set of clothes, Dale thought.
“Indeed, descriptions and levels match. A table on the fourth floor has been reserved,” he said and bowed lightly. Some of the guards looked at them now, previously uninterested.
The waiter rang a bell and a woman appeared next to him, dressed in a similar manner. He pointed at a line in his book of reservations.
“Welcome to the Golden Goose. Please follow me,” the woman said and curtsied.
Dale noticed the sound from outside vanishing as soon as they entered the hall. Instead he heard occasional laughter, the clinking of glasses and cutlery. A faint smell of roses remained in the entrance hall.
“I was told to inform you of a few things,” the woman said.
“Go ahead, darling,” Abby said.
The young woman continued without being fazed. “First, you have been invited by Lilith herself. Everything and everything you order or receive is free of charge. You will be dining on the fourth floor. We wish merely to inform you that very prestigious guests are present. Please refrain from starting any unnecessary fights or large scale battles. Such displays of magic would disrupt our ability to provide the experience you came here for.”
“Of… course,” Dale said.
“Does that happen often?” Abby asked.
“Not normally. However with guests present from various nations and factions, the head cook and owner deemed the notice necessary,” the waitress explained.
“I understand,” Dale said before they were lead up the stairwell and finally out onto the wood floor.
Oil lamps bathed the wood beams and walls in warm light, giving the restaurant a welcoming atmosphere.
Dale tried not to stare at the various present guests but he could feel the magic in the room. When they were sat down next to a broad window, he started breathing again.
“Are you okay?” Abby asked, touching his hand lightly.
He nodded and focused on the sights. Hundreds of lights were visible from the high elevation, the walled town sprawling before them, arenas and stands spreading out beyond. Dark mountains towered behind, the evening sky clear. Dale leaned forward. “She wasn’t joking with the prestigious guest bit.”
He didn’t know any of them but they were certainly eccentric. Most everyone he could identify was beyond his range. I could even identify the Shadows outside. The atmosphere however didn’t feel oppressive or tense. Nor were there a lot of conversations. People were focused on their food it seemed.
A waiter appeared a few meters from their table and walked the last few steps. “Welcome to the Golden Goose. Are there any preferences to consider or are you open and capable to try everything?”
“I don’t think there’s anything we wouldn’t try,” Abby said with a smile.
“Wonderful. Then we start with an appetizer. Glazed wyvern tail in a sauce of honey and herbs,” he vanished and reappeared with another waiter, the two putting down the plates before they came again and filled their glasses with wine.
Dale glanced at Abby. He understood why there was no tension in the room as soon as he started eating.
Eight courses later, Dale leaned back and sighed. He couldn’t do anything else but stare forward. When was the last time we talked so little during dinner?
Abby opened and closer her mouth a few times. She was about to talk again when the waiters reappeared and set down a plate with various sweets.
“Courtesy of Big ass Pastries,” the man said with a straight face as the other one refilled their glasses. Both vanished a moment later.
“Oh I’ve heard about that one… it’s a store in Ravenhall,” Abby murmured, though she was already looking at the various creations. Spheres of white, black, brown, berries cut into triangular shapes, fruits neither of them had ever seen.
“So this is the prestigious. Golden. Goose,” a deep voice resounded from near the stairwell.
“Sir, please follow me to your table,” the same waitress that had brought them up said to the man.
Dale looked over, as did some of the guests.
The man spread his arms and started laughing. He wore a dark leather coat, his chest near covered in belts. A red feather sat on his enormous leather hat, blue eyes taking everything in. Black rolling hair fell down his back, a twirled mustache below his nose, a thick beard going to his chest.
[Water mage – lvl ??]
“What happened to you all? Did the great Lilith cut off everyone’s balls?” the man asked in a challenging tone. He looked around before his eyes fell on a woman in a light blue dress. She didn’t look his way, instead focused on her food. He curtsied nonetheless. “Empress. How quaint. And her dogs are here too.”
He took a few steps and stopped before a table of two. A black haired man with gray eyes looked up from his plate. The short haired woman sitting opposite him had a worried expression on her face. She avoided looking at the tall man.
“And who… are you?” the water mage said.
“I could ask you the same. Please leave us alone,” the sitting man answered.
Dale glanced at Abby. He was ready to jump up and shield her. More people had interrupted their meals by now.
“Sir, please follow me to your table,” the waitress said but was ignored entirely.
“My name has gotten lost it seems,” the leather clad man spoke. “I’m the Destroyer. Scourge of the sea,” he said and looked up. “Uneducated rabble. Helena, why don’t you tell them who I am? You, Cecila? Or any of the Generals?”
Nobody spoke.
“Nobody cares about your shit tales, old man,” a woman said. She wore a blue dress, her eyes the same color, long black hair falling down her pale skin. “Sit down and enjoy the food like everyone else.”
“Stay out of this, little Dragonkiller,” the man spoke. He didn’t look at her.
She growled.
Power flooded the hall in an instant, magic emanating from the Destroyer himself.
Dale grit his teeth. He stood up and shielded Abby.
“Sir. I will have to ask you to l-” the waitress said when he whipped his hand at her, water flowing around her head.
Three Shadows appeared at the same time, aided by four Sentinels.
“We would appreciate it, if you stopped this,” one of the Shadows said. “And leave this place.”
Loud laughter echoed through the hall. “Why don’t you make me, Shadow boy. I haven’t had a good fight in what feels like years.” He grinned as more water formed around his arms.
The guards and Shadows were tense but hadn’t yet attacked.
Dale watched as a masked woman appeared next to the waitress. She held up a hand as visible air flowed around the water, all of it removed in mere moments. “Nobody is interested, Destroyer,” the woman said. “Now leave.”
“Yeah, fuck off!” the same woman from before said, lightning now sparking around her form as dark blue steel grew on her body. She jumped up and crouched, a grin on her face just before it was covered.
Her dining partner stood up too. She cleaned her face and summoned two black axes, her entire form erupting in flame a moment later.
Dale felt a heavy weight land on his shoulder. Looking up he saw a Lizardman clad in armor.
“If this starts, you get her out,” the being said. “Do not engage.” His form started to radiate a red mist.
Dale nodded. When he looked back, there were more people. An armored man wielding a scythe, another two teams of Sentinels, one of them quite a bit larger than the others, crouched with ash claws extending form his fingers.
A dozen more of the guests had stood up, various powerful magic emanating from them. Some few remained seated, glancing at each other instead. They seemed calm. Entirely unfazed.
“I will tear this whole place down with all of you in it,” the Destroyer spoke.
Dale felt a sudden surge of strange magic, both himself and the lizardman next to him wobbling slightly as they adjusted to the strange pressure. Everyone turned to face the origin, some of the previously seated people now standing and clad in armor.
“My name is Kyrian. You asked. And you will leave this place, Destroyer,” he stood now, covered in savage black metal armor, spikes and edges moving as he raised his arms.
“Now that… is the opponent I want,” the Destroyer spoke.
“I won’t fight you. I merely ask you to leave,” Kyrian said.
A dull thud resounded from the ceiling, the walls shaking ever so slightly. Some of the people looked up.
“Well I wont lea-” the Destroyer said when he vanished.
Dale turned when a distant impact resounded. He looked out the window to see Kyrian blocking a beam of water before it struck a nearby house. The metal mage appeared inside again and sighed, sitting down opposite the short haired woman. Another impact resounded, this one farther away.
Most of the people had sat down again, resuming their dinner, back in their dresses and vests. The masked woman gently helped the waitress, asking her if she was alright. The Sentinels and Shadows were gone.
One of them appeared again a few seconds later. Dale hadn’t even sat down yet. “Excuse me ladies and gentlemen. It seems an avalanche of rock and snow has been triggered. If any ice mages are present to deal with the latter, we would be in your debt.”
A gray haired man stood up from a nearby table.
“William,” the Shadow said with a light nod.
The old man just sighed. “I’ll be right back,” he said to the trio sitting at the table. “Uncivilized, rude, barbarian,” he growled and vanished.
“Oh, I’ve rarely seen him that intense,” the lightning mage woman said, back in her dress. She seemed quite a lot less threatening, a casual smile on her face as she resumed eating.
“Nearly killed a man who was rude to a waiter once,” the woman opposite her said.
The lizardman gave Dale a nod and returned to his table.
Wait, Empress? Dale glanced at the table where a blonde haired woman sat. She looked around the room and finally glanced at him. Silver eyes. He looked away. And sat down a few seconds later, not quite stable on his legs.
A waiter appeared a moment later. “Are you alright, sir?”
“Yes. Just. Need a moment to breathe,” Dale said with a genuine smile. He shook his head and started laughing a moment later.
Some people smiled. He didn’t care. “Fucking Lilith.”
“Hush, don’t curse in this company,” Abby said with a warm smile.
“I love you,” he said.
“You always get like this after a dangerous thing happens,” she whispered, a smirk still on her face.
A group of waiters appeared, plates in their hands. One of them tapped a glass. “An improvised addition by the head chef. Crushed velra clam in black powdered halmer shell. The Golden Goose apologizes for the interruption. We hope your experience will not be marred by such an unfortunate display of discourtesy.”
Some approving murmurs went through the room as everyone received their plates.
The next half hour went through without any major events. Until heavy steps came from the stairs.
An ashen form reached the floor, still dripping with bloodied water. She took in a deep breath and sighed. “The Destroyer will no longer interfere. However, I’ve been informed that he has signed up for the main tournament. If any of you were still on the fence, perhaps facing him is worth the trouble. I won’t be participating myself,” she said and tilted her head, hitting the other side to get rid of water in her ear. “I’ll throw in a small favor. If you take him out of the competition. That is all. Enjoy your dinner.”
She walked back down with a bed of ash cleaning up behind her.
Murmurs erupted right after, quite a few people soon talking in excited voices.
“She started something,” Dale said.
“That, she did,” Abby answered and ate a piece of clam.
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Edwin stood in front of the painting. People came and went but he couldn’t take his eyes of the canvas.
It depicted a woman clad in ash, wings on her back, resolve in her eyes. She stood atop a monster’s head, enormous black horns growing out of its skull. Sand was all around them. The scale of it all was shocking, displayed in such a lifelike manner he may as well have been there himself. The heat. The anticipation. The magic.
But I wasn’t.
He had been ready to mock the so called gallery. A little girl supposedly the artist. And yet with every piece he laid his eyes on, he felt smaller. More insignificant. He had known her, had he not? The woman depicted in many of these incredible works. Ilea, the healer. He had fought her, had given her pointers. Inexperienced and instinctual she had been, naive and blind to the truth of this world.
He ripped his eyes from the canvas and walked into the next hall. He looked around to see the many visitors commenting on various pieces. Most treated it like some legend, a tale spun by the local bard. He knew the truth. Deep down he knew, that all of this had happened. He grit his teeth and walked to the one person in the room he knew.
“I thought you wanted to sign up for the tournament,” he said, stepping next to the young woman. Why do I even care?
“Doesn’t he look lonely?” Lily asked. She wiped at her face and focused back at the large canvas in front of her.
Edwin looked. A dark castle, covered in snow. Dark clouds seemed to move below, purple light pushing through. The ocean, unending, flowed into the distance, the last light of day coloring the single mountain in an autumn hue. He sighed, finally spotting the single figure standing on the peak, black flails lying in the snow behind him. He was unfocused, a mere smudge in the vastness of the world.
“He’s waiting,” Edwin heard himself say.
“For what?” the girl asked.
For what indeed.
Comments
I think this is the only book I’ve ever read where the alt perspectives are as interesting (or even better than) the main perspective. Genuinely this is an amazing work.
Juli Freixi
Thanks a lot for the chapter Rhaegar!!
Shaoraka
True, I mean the guy was good, so long as he had drive. If he found that again I can see him getting strong.
Bat
Man if Edwin could pull himself together I would love to see him reach greater heights of power.
Curtis Cairns
with lily no chance. but i agree he needs that wake up call
Mark
Wait, did she kill two electric mage woman bandits outside riverwatch? One after dropping weavy with vultures with Kyrian and one while Maro was gambling after coming south?
I think they met in passing but it was years ago and since Kyrian would have had his helmet on at the time, then it's no surprise that Dale does not recognize him.
Chad Hagner
It was, but it just seemed a little less literal and a little more ominous to me. But maybe I'm just overthinking it.
HighterDK
I thought the end was Kyrian stuck in his island, waiting for Ilea?
i am not certain myself but i think they met one time when ilea's killed the electric mage woman near riverwatch. i'm not saying he should straight up remember kyrian but it would have been nicer if he even faintly remembers seeing him before.
Vortozan
I'm interested in where Edwin will go from here, it'd be so cool to re-read this story later and watch as Ilea meets Edwin for the first time, just to remember how different he became later on in AH
Vortozan
If dale does know him (I forget if that's true or not) then it may be hard for him to recognise anyone noteworthy during all the excitement. He didn't even think of Ilea's name during the scene or clock that The Destroyer said Empress until after the fight. Dale being in over his head and trying to deal with one set of circumstances after another would mean he's far too caught up prioritising the dangers instead of recognising each of the players on the board.
NFH
I’d love to see Edwin gain some form of humanity back into himself, maybe a chapter of him forming a proper team with lily. It would be nice
NFH
Would definitely be an interesting point for the story. His character doesn’t really do much for any serious story line and humanity has plenty of high leveled protectors to do away with him. Would also make an interesting battle and philosophical chapter about ilea having to kill someone she knows and what not
James Hamlyn
Gosh this is good! So nice, coming together wonderfully!
Chad Hagner
Such a good chapter, I really like the end. Very foreshadowing
Great chapter!
kyrian and dale knew each other right? i think it would have been better if you mentioned dale recognizing kyrian. anyways, thanks for the chapter.
Wow! This was one of the best chapters I've read in a long time!
bob barker
that asshat needs to die.
Joshua Little
Thanks for the chapter.
Albedo's Ahoge
Yep, me too. I would even like to read more side stories of Class.
I've really enjoyed the recent chapters. Is it just me or do I sense the other shoe gonna fall?
Nate
And sorry to Ilea but I laughed at the description of the sound she made landing. :P
Roethan
Oh yeah, I'd forgotten that was his father's dream. She did it better and faster without having to sacrifice her morals. I can see that bothering him a bit.
Nate
Kyrian: We have a Hulk! I don't know what that means, but Ilea told me to say it.
Nate
Wasn't that Kyrian and Aliana on a date?
Nate
Who would have believed that Violence had it in him...
Dragonkinn
This was an epic non-main character chapter. Very strong and riveting
Silk Soda
I get the feeling... a certain gil who likes a certain metal mage might get some competition/company if they meet...
Doodlyboy15
Yep
StarWolf
Chapter 739 is good, but 740 is excellent. Well done, the changes in perspective, the tone you have set, snippets blended into a chapter. This past week i reread the first 600+ chapters. Your writing skill has continued to grow. Chapter 740 displays your growth as a writer. Looking for to the next 740 chapters!
Manu Sniter
Really enjoying these POV chapters.
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I think this is one of my favorite chapters to date. really enjoyed it! Also, wanted to point this out: “First, you have been invited by Lilith herself. Everything and everything you order or receive is free of charge" said Everything twice.
Jonathan Caselli
I think Edwin envy's the freedom Ilia has. He started going on adventures and fighting monsters, just like Ilia had always done. I think he has been subconsciously emulating her lifestyle in an attempt to feel "free." It also doesn't help that Ilia, despite having large personal and political power, has much more freedom. When Edwin was still a noble he had political influence and power as well, but he lacked the same freedom to go around on adventures like Ilia. I think this contrast between them is really interesting. It would also explain why he has been so passive aggressive/actually aggressive whenever Ilia is mentioned. He admires how she lives her life, but feels resentful and envious that she is able to live how he wishes he could have for years.
Samuel Johansson
Fuck, this was so good...
Justin
Thanks for the chapter!
Zarik0
Oh man i love it so much chapter like this, dont rush it and slow down if possible this part of the story so you can churn out more of them, we want more, they are so perfect and you can write so much of them here, i have no problem you get 2 month of writing on this event and get to Pov nearly everyone and relink all character, im so excited everytime chapter get posted to read them ;P
Lowe K. Lyesmith
No. Just no. The Friends-reunion was an awkward, badly acted mess. This on the other hand is a beautifully chaotic mess! Important difference!
Neriath
That ending tho…. So. Good!
Lowe K. Lyesmith
Not while the tournaments are ongoing, though. Could be political. Better off him later, in a duel.
Lowe K. Lyesmith
Damn. Damn. Damn! This chapter was really GOOD! Truly moving ❤️ 🍪🍪🍪
Cormac
I cannot think of any reason why Ilea would let Hector live after his behaviour in this chapter. He put the rulers of the two most powerful human nations in danger, plus all the random innocents who would have been killed had he started fighting. She should just kill him. He is just bitter and would think nothing of it to kill a few people just to spite Ilea. He is a menace to all of humanity.
Straven
The gallery was the best part...aside from the destroyer getting his rear kicked.
Erriballon
Yes I love these povs so good
Chopper
Ahhh the Destroyer getting his ass handed too him really makes my day!
Chopper
I'm not sure if they are anyone we know. But I do think that was Violence, It doesn't surprise me that it would hang out with Cless occasionally, probably drawn to her divine magic or something.
Ollie
Looking forward to perhaps the tournament, or earlier with meeting of Faes. Ilea with Baron on one shoulder teasing Ruler like: “*pats chest* owner of prime shoulder”
Reminder
Well, dropping him in a desert wouldn't stop him... dropping him inside the domain of audur would be much more effective for example ... but I think that Ilea would simply kill him instead if he goes too far
Chopper
That is correct. He's been in the Shadow's hand a long time. Friends with the elder Adam the betrayer, (perhaps). Ilea learned the Harmony of the drowned skill from his training sessions.
Herald
I'm loving how Violence is connecting with other people. Odd that it isn't through violence but it helps show the eldritch cuddle monster has more facets to it.
Reminder
Does anyone know who are the ones that walked into the gallery at the beginning? My guess so far is that the one in the blue dress was the empress and the giggle that cless heard wasn't violence but ruler, the other fae ... the only thing that confuses me with this guess is that i have no idea who the male behind her would be ... maybe one of the guards ?
Blackmoon11
I was just bitching about Lily and Roland being ignored and BAM two full chapters involving them, also Cless is still as adorable as ever. Ilea finally succeeded in shaking Dale, shame she wasn't there to see it. So many old names coming back, this has to be my favorite arc since the journey north.
Jack Trowell
Wasn't this before Ilea met Cless ?
M van Dongen
Edwin is really unbound at this point.
ShadeByTheSea
I agree, as long the we don't have like three POVs of the same event happen. Don't mind switching POVs during an event. What I mean is retelling the same event three times.
The POV shifts are so good - loving this all come together its just amazing... keep going!
Brian Czisny
I can almost feel the dominos tipping… this is what I’ve been waiting for the last few hundred chapters, all the unresolved but interesting characters coming back!
hill44
My first thought when Kyrians aura hit the room was that Owl had shown up, not that he was flexing his power.
Andrew Jones
this shits so gooood
Drendude
The gallery was my favorite part of these PoV-switching chapters so far. I forgot about Cless entirely, but these paintings are incredible to imagine.
Wyv
Syrithis and the spy
Michael C
Oh oh. Wouldn't it be fucking awesome if Edwin saw himself in Cless paintings. Maybe in his prime fighting in the Taleen Dungeoun with Illea..fighting the Centurion. Then again passed out and dirty in an alley. Gives him a reason to snap out of it.
Michael C
Hmm. The way I read it.. Lilith used space magic to teleport Destroyer out and all Kyrian did was block an errant water blast from damaging a house.
Michael C
Yes. I am not a fan of people rotting away.. Edwin and Roland need to get their shit together. Lily needs some fucking love.
Etez
Oh yes, cless giving an opening speech at the beginning of the auction with ilea standing beside her would be fucking awesome
Michael C
Destroyer should be put down. He kills innocents. She should take him out to the farthest desert and drop his ass in the middle.. AFTER stripping him naked and cutting off all his storage devices.
Etez
An absolute awesome chapter. Thanks
Chyro Nighthowler
Kyrian was eating with Aliana, he was asking Ilea earlier to get him a spot in the Golden Goose. William is shadow teacher that helped Ilea get underwater breathing. 'Lightning mage' / dragonkiller and the woman that summoned axes are the two elders that traveled with Ilea for a while, also during the Pit and the 'mecha' tournament there. Empress of Lys was mentioned. Helena is of the golden lily, poison, in charge of the assassin's guild. Don't remember who Cecilia refers to.
Toni117
Truly amazing
Eyes wide
Thank u for the chapters the gallery and return of lily had me in tears Edwin's read on them was a nice touch more please
I want to read more of your descriptions of the paintings. They're beautiful.
Martin Brandel
Could someone clarify who was round the destroyer in that scene? And who exactly is kyrian eating with again?
Oh, wow.
Kalahatze
I liked the moment where Kyrian kicked the Destroyer out. We naturally see a lot of scenes with Ilea flexing her massive power, but we don't have that many with Kyrian and I liked it. He's just as powerful as Lilith but it's easy to forget it with how he acts and how little of these scenes there are.
Delicious!
thkiw
this gallery. the tournament, then the legendary teleportation gates that his father dedicated his life to being completed easily. all of this would probably rattle edwin quite a bit.
Han Pol
Hmm the destroyer metting Owl could have been fun, I hope our favorite Lich sill finds a moment to shine.
Reminder
Somehow I want Ilea to be there during the auction and to say that different to bard tales these painting are all true and tell the story behind them ... the price of the paintings would skyrocket as a little gift to Cless
GuyWhoReadsALot
I liked these last few chapters a lot, just seeing how the world has changed and evolved around Ilea.
Crushow
William was the Shadow trainer of Ravenhall, right? He taught Ilea underwater skills i think.
Julien Fellegara
When you writte like this, i just want more.
Jed Wolfgang
Don’t tease me!! I am desperately looking forward to Lily’s reunion.
Ollie
In my opinion, chapter count for this whole event can be many as far as it goes. Just want to have all stuff happening covered and even from different viewpoints. Also nice with the painting auction, would be nice to probably even have a whole, if not two chapters for that.
Ollie
Daughter of Roland. Met in Caravan in early chapters, gave the trinket she got from the alpha hound and the black dagger stolen from the store. Later saved and helped during demon invasion, then they went on a long travel somewhere.
Ranzbart
who is this lily?
Julien Fellegara
Amazing work.
Andrew
Thank you!
The two chapters released today, and especially this one were both amazing!
The other DB
My guess is Kyrian.
Erdos
Who was in the last paint?
Cirex123
That was a damn fine chapter. Chapeau!
Alexandria Clarke
Beautiful content as alway
The other DB
Thanks for the chapters, they were great. I hope we get to see more of Cless and Violence in the future.
Ollie
Not sure why, but I actually feel that Edwin and the Destroyer would fit better together. Unless this gallery and tournament is his wake up call
Damian
Much better. Happy for Cless
agentjongon
Fingers crossed that Edwin becomes one of the profs at the Magic School in Ravenhall if that ever happens
Patrick Schuldt
We have our own Friends Reunion 😂
Mikael Svensson
Thanks for the chapters :)
Morog T Tiny
thank you for your work
Solarwind
thanks for the content!! seeing all this come together is like a long awaited reunion you never knew you wanted to be a part of.
BlackRazaras
Thanks for the chapter
