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Chapter 112 - A Stepping Stone

Inside the destroyed palace of Bahara.

Tap, tap, tap.

Ian, dressed in the robes of the king of Bahara, walked along the red carpet. 

Behind him, the cloak of the First King stretched long, dragging on the ground.

It hadn’t been properly mended yet, with half of it remaining destroyed, but at the end of the red carpet, Bahara’s warriors were standing in a long line.

It was then.

“Raise arms!”

Warriors raised their weapons against him.

Chhk!

A row of axes, deadly enough at a glance, were raised high.

It was the famous Path of Blood in Bahara.

The king-to-be would walk past the axes dripping with mountain goat blood to head for the coronation ceremony. But it wasn’t just any ceremony. Ian could feel the raging aura characteristic of real warriors as if he would be cut down at any moment.

It was only natural he felt so.

‘Are they the surviving royal warriors?’

Most of the warriors died at Arak’s hands.

However, there were survivors among the personnel who set out. They were like the final gateway to test the king-to-be.

They were doing their best for their fallen comrades.

Faith surged as if responding to the spirit of these warriors.

Woong!

However, Ian suppressed Faith instead.

‘This is the test given to me. I must not rely on anyone’s help.’

This included help from Faith.

Things might be different if he was against the Seven Sins or the Second Prince with his Sword of Domination.

He couldn’t get help from Faith for this.

It was the same with his newly acquired power, Patience.

‘The one who will become king must prove himself.’

Thanks to Faith, he easily captivated the hearts of the Bahara people, but that was it. 

Ian had to undergo this test himself.

Thus, Ian walked forward with a nonchalant expression.

Tap, tap, tap.

With each step he took, the axes hanging above his head shook.

The air was high with tension that it wouldn’t be a weird sight if those axes fell.