Chapter 1: Chosen by the Holy Relic (1) Inside the pitch-black cave, only intermittent breathing echoed. Then, suddenly— Tap, tap! A spark flew with the sound, and soon, a single torch illuminated the darkness. Where the light reached, a man sat, tension written all over his face. The man, Taehoo, stifled even his breath and cautious...
Chapter 1: Chosen by the Holy Relic (1) Inside the pitch-black cave, only intermittent breathing echoed. Then, suddenly— Tap, tap! A spark flew with the sound, and soon, a single torch illuminated the darkness. Where the light reached, a man sat, tension written all over his face. The man, Taehoo, stifled even his breath and cautiously extended the torch forward. “……!” As Taehoo checked what lay ahead, his eyes widened like lanterns. Sixteen years. That’s how long he had lived as a spy. ‘I always thought you had to be wary of unexpected variables…’ Taehoo swallowed dryly. ‘But this is just too sudden, isn’t it?’ [You have discovered the ‘Wounded Ancient Dragon’!] Water. As Taehoo assessed the situation, he habitually recalled the invisible messages before his eyes. It was a habit born from
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