Chapter 31

༺ The First Letter (31) ༻

Words are strong, but they aren’t as powerful as ‘Vision.’

Even if you were to hear an explanation hundreds of words long, it would still be easier for you to understand a concept if you see it for yourself. That’s the power of sight.

Hearing, smell, touch, taste. Although all of them were senses, no sense was as overpowering as sight. Some scholars have even argued that some of the human senses even depend on vision.

Thus, a heavy silence descended upon the knight’s training ground.

As in front of them, a vivid visual material was being enacted above all else.

The visual material’s name was Thean. Due to his messy, bruised lips, he struggled to speak.

“You better be careful. That bastard is completely insane… … .”

He trudged and approached the three women who were making fun of Seria. The closer he got, the paler the women’s faces became.

Without even asking, they hastily began to come up with excuses.

“Wh-Wh-Who said what?”

“Yes, we didn’t say anything, we were just talking about an acquaintance……!”

However, their excuses didn’t last long. It was because Thean, who stood in front of them, uttered a single word in a voice mixed with sighs.

“I said that as well…….”

Thean’s index finger pointed towards his own face. Thean, who was about to tap his wound, frowned and stopped. Even doing that much seemed to be too painful.

Cold sweat formed on the foreheads of the three women who were mocking Seria. It was a warning.

A horrifying warning that the next ones might be them.

Thean looked at the girls whose faces were dyed white, and scoffed.