Vol 5 Prologue (1/2)

Sorcerous Stabber Orphen:Voluue

Prologue

If there wasn’t toothe blood aas usually the best way If you wiped it with a cloth, you could always take it with you

In a deserted alley——an attack was underway, thedown upon them He looked down upon the man’s body, and spoke softly

“It seems you knoho I am, I’ve only my own fame to blame”

He didn’t knohere the voice was co from, nor where the person was Fro, it would be hard to make out anyone’s face Even if they could see their own souls being taken away, it would be a living night to the dead

He stood there Aa black cloak——and black hair He was all black…looking at the outline of his body it was very clear This person possessed an endless supply of strength, so much that no one could surpass it

Overwhel force——

“That’s right”

It was as if he was giving hireement

“No one can stop ave me an order She is the only one——I follow her words, I won’t stop”

These words, they weren’t directed at hiical words

The body of an old rey haired man, dressed in dark robes There wasn’t much blood to be found, in fact he was already dead If someone passed this alleyway at thison the ground——h class person would be sleeping in an alleyway A silver pendant hung froon wrapped around a sword

Upon seeing this, the assassin said quietly:

“Even in death, the world does not stop, never……”

He ceased talking,his slender hands around a chain He too had a silver pendant, the , proof that the wearer is a sorcerer Over his shoulder, his cloak also bore the saon wrapped around a sword

He whispered so idiotic He then concentrated on the necklace, and gently pressed down on his stomach……he suddenly said:

“If I’ to lick the blood, I better vomit now”

Then he left Leaving only a dead body in the alley

“As you said I am Krylancelo”

……Looking back, his existence was like that of a brother Or rather, he was surrounded by ene each other like family

This wasn’t strange in the slightest——” here the best black sorcerers in the continent were trained, including all the students, the total number of black sorcerers could reach around a few thousand——even if one regarded their class as a “family”, they couldn’t say the same for the rest of them

Childman’s eyelids stiffened, and then they closed, he placed his hand upon his head He was tired——frustrated——he sighed

With that sigh, a finger hung fro This wasn’t just any robe, it was that of a Teacher in the “Tower” No unique colours were allowed, only black——but the girl already knew this, her name was——Leticia McCready

At soain

She pondered for a while, then sighed, she was really tired