A Transmigrator’s Privilege – Chapter 242

“……!” The name that slammed into my ears was unmistakable. Every nerve in my body sharpened toward it. Yet, I wasn’t the sole one reacting to that name. The surroundings began to stir like a simmering cauldron. “Tesillid Argente… Don’t tell me…?”“Th-The Holy Sword’s master…?”“Silver hair…! It’s him…!” In an instant, all eyes converged on him. Instinctively, my muscles coiled...