The midday sun was hazy.
It was a rare sight at Heavenly Sword Mountain (天劍山), which usually maintained clear weather. In fact, normally, it should have been directly receiving the scorching sunlight.
The reason it couldn’t was just one.
A murky barrier was covering the sky. Furthermore, even my path ahead.
It was a spell I had never seen in my life. Even though I specialized in swordsmanship, to graduate from the Academy, one had to complete liberal arts-level magic studies as a requirement. At least enough to know what level the magic before me was.
Nevertheless, this barrier was riddled with mysteries.
What structure it operated on, for what purpose it was created, and what its level was. Even whether to call it a ‘barrier’ was questionable.
Come to think of it, it was natural. At this point, there was only one person who could block my way.
The silver flame ignited on the blade burned fiercely without restraint.
It was a warning toward the man who suddenly appeared from behind. A person of unknown identity, with his hood pulled low, making it impossible to even gauge his face.
It would be…