Chapter 700 Blood Of The Moon (1/2)
Chapter 700 Blood Of The Moon
No one dared to speak for a few e in the sorcerer's ed on his sleeve and asked:
"Uh, care to elaborate Grandpa Noctis?"
Noctis looked at her absent the spot where the little girl touched it with a repulsed look
"G—grandpa? Who are you calling a grandpa, you critter?!"
He ly for a moed
"You are a thousand years older than her"
The sorcerer opened his mouth with a deeply offended expression, then puffed and looked away
After a long and poignant pause, he continued:
"Anyway… as I was saying, Sevras has three weaknesses The first one is his Flaw — he is incredibly powerful during the day, but nearly powerless during the night The second one is his brother… surprising, I know, considering what he did to the poor guy But the Ivory Lord still genuinely cares about his younger sibling In fact, that is probably the only thing he cares about anyrew quiet for a moment, and then added in a somber tone:
"And the third one is his city That… Sevras loves his people But he also hates thehs heavily on his soul, one that he cannot escape Their relationshi+p had long been perverted by Hope, and by his own stubborn unwillingness to give up noble, righteous Sevras… heus, but in reality, he is the closest to utter e is one push"
The ihed, then shook his head reproachfully
"That guy… ah, truly, he has always been too serious You can't survive in this place without a sense of huled at his own joke, and then looked at them with a relaxed sht, when the Ivory Dragon Sevirax is at his weakest And ill kill his younger brother before dawn That will be the push that sends him into the abyss, and dooms him"
Sunny shi+vered, looked at the immortal Transcendent, and asked cautiously:
"Is it wise, to drive a dragon insane?"
Hearing this, Noctis sihed
"Of course! Sevras the Ivory Lord is fearsoon is just aa beast is not too difficult, for a cunning hunter And while I hteous and as noble as Sevras…"
His sht
"I am blood of the Moon, Beast God the God of Hunters"
With that, the sorcerer leaned back and took a sip of his wine, slowly returning to his usual carefree self
"Granted, I have not hunted for a while… the wilderness is just so ghastly, you know? The dirt, the insects… the fashi+on Oh, the horror!"
He sighed heavily, and then sain
Sunny hesitated for a bit There was a question that he really wanted to ask, but was not sure that he should
Finally, he said:
"What is your Flaw, then? I know that it is not the kind of question people ask, or answer… but our lives will be depending on your fight with the dragon I think we have the right to know"