Chapter 231
How many days had passed in the darkness?
At the ruins of the Shadow Empire, defeated and crumbling before the Golden Empire—it was there that the father and son finally revealed themselves.
There, where the trial for those claiming the title of Shadow Monarch was held—the trial to seize the qualifications to rule this Shadow Empire as Emperor.
There were immortals clad in robes.
Before the Immortal Lord Frederick stood the Saxon family head and his descendants, swearing allegiance generation after generation.
The darkness swirling beneath the hood felt terribly ominous. So much so that even discerning the true form of the shadow writhing within it was frightening.
“I’ve been waiting.”
A young girl emerged from among them. Like the Immortal Craftsman, she was a girl with her eyes concealed by black bandages.
“You who claim the name of the Shadow Lord.”
“……”
Dale silently bowed his head.
“Please come in.”
The girl extended her arm, and the former lords of Saxony bowed before Dale and the Black Count.
“A trial awaits you—and all of us.”
In the freezing cold and darkness, father and son walked on in silence.
Not for ancient superstitions like gold or shadows, but to obtain what they were meant to protect.
It was a trial of the tower, no different from the Black Magic Tower.
Even that tower was laughably shabby, consisting of a mere ‘twelve steps’.
Yet within this tower bearing the name Shadow Tower, the meaning behind each and every floor would surely be anything but light.
