Throne of Magical Arcana
"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut." In this magic world, knowledge is power.
Darkness and Dawn
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In the high sky, the Witch of Iceland, the Eye of Curse, and the Liege of Death stood in a triangle far away from each other. At their center was "Heart of Time" Kritonia who was not so confident anymore, as well as the mature man Hoffenberg who had a pair of cold silver eyes.
Neither of the legendary knights was holding their longsword. They simply floated there empty-handed.
"It's about time. I'll go down and ask them to cancel the defense." Hoffenberg raised his eyes and looked at the clear stars.
Atlant, the Eye of Curse, said with a smile, "Thank you for your cooperation, Your Majesty."
Different from Kritonia, Hoffenberg was not controlled by the Liege of Death's death, and he was almost a top legend. So, he was more like a partner.
Hoffenberg turned around and flew downward in a streak of light as his voice rang in the sky.
"Take action!"