Chapter 238
How long had he waited for this day? No, it still felt unreal. The fact that the time would come to defeat the man standing before him.
Yet there he stood.
Dale’s father, the Duke of Saxony, the pinnacle of the Black Magic Tower and the continent’s foremost dark mage.
The man who bore the title of the Black Duke.
Dale’s two hearts accelerated. The seven circles and the shadow circles they cast.
In response, the man accelerated eight circles.
The purest darkness in the world began to swirl and surge beneath their feet.
Simultaneously, Death and the Mother of Ancient Darkness revealed themselves there.
There was no truth left to hide. Therefore, Dale did not hesitate either.
Along with his mage’s circle, the Aura Heart exploded, and the Night Raven Knight’s armor enveloped Dale’s body.
The warrior hidden beneath the armor silently raised his head.
Now he understood. This armor, too, was a part of him. Just as the Night Raven Knights willingly gave their lives for House Saxon, what Dale projected was the very essence of that Night Raven loyalty.
“Use all the power you possess.”
“I cannot do that.”
The man spoke, but Dale shook his head.
“Are you playing games?”
“I am opposing my father solely to secure the position of ‘Black Mage Tower Master’.”
Dale answered. Simultaneously, the warrior’s avatar enveloping his body vanished, and the armor of the Dark Cavern covered Dale.
“Proving oneself stronger than one’s father and proving oneself the continent’s foremost dark mage by surpassing one’s father are two separate matters.”
