Chapter 129
As Khal walked forward with a stoic expression, his aura seemed powerful enough to pierce the heavens.
Drip.
Watching him, Khal’s brothers and sisters turned pale.
It was a truth they could not ignore, having been born into Lucon’s strongest martial family.
Khal’s strength was not a completed power, but a strength that was still actively growing.
Yet, shockingly, that power already far surpassed most of those gathered here.
‘So this is the power that defeated Gaertner.’
Usually, the Aura used by warriors was a force that harmonized uncannily well with a sword.
However, even though he had swung that Aura within his fist, he had displayed power exceeding that of a blade; there was no longer any need to doubt Khal’s abilities.
Khal stared intently at everyone and spoke.
“Why do you all look so surprised?”
“…….”
No one dared to argue against that overwhelming presence, and Khal shrugged his shoulders as he continued.
“If your sword breaks, do you intend to just offer up your neck? If your opponent’s sword breaks, do you plan to laugh in superiority only to be struck by a blind blade?”
The sibling who had been the first to laugh when Khal’s sword broke turned beet-red with shame.
Thump!
Khal stomped his foot hard against the ground.
“?!”
Most people looked up with startled gazes, and Khal said coldly.
“I am Kalliant Stark. Do not presume to judge me. If it is a challenge you want, I will accept at any time.”
