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Chapter 107 – Unknown Unveiled

Makara raised an eyebrow at King Zhao’s farewell. “Sword Master, uh?” he repeated, the words dripping with curiosity. King Zhao only shrugged and replied with a faint smile, “An inside joke.” Makara took a casual sip from his gourd and chuckled. “Well, I don’t mind it at all.” Shawn gave a small laugh as well, though it carried a strained edge; the uneasiness twisting in his chest hadn’t faded, yet he made sure not to show it.

Together, Shawn and Makara departed the castle, heading west as the early morning sun slowly warmed the sky. The moment they stepped beyond the Azurian Kingdom, the echoes of the council’s words returned to Shawn like a whisper in the back of his mind. ‘If the council members hadn’t sent Makara, then who had? The witch’s warnings—cryptic, fragmented,’ which gnawed at him with every step. ‘Makara had been strangely present at every turning point in their