Chapter 1093 Beyond The Crossroads
Byleth’s breathing was battered as his eyes turned glassy. He was blinded, as though he was face to face with a terrifying beast in his mind’s eye. Taking a deep breath, he answered, “From what I’ve heard, the Saint’s deployed three superior class fourth-tier powerhouses… led by Ezra Sword. The Saint… he’s in it to win it.”
“N-No way. F*ck no... Ezra Sword?!” Dick cried as he gasped for air. He leapt to his feet in disbelief.
His eyes bore through Byleth like lasers. “This ain’t a mix-up, right, Constantine? Ezra Sword is dead! He’s a perfect-class powerhouse, yes, but he’s been dead for ages!”
There had been four powerful fighters under the direct command of the Saint, and Ezra Sword—the crème de la crème—died five years ago.
It was shocking news to everyone else as well. Incredulity and disbelief was etched into their faces, and even Zayn began to frown after taking in the reactions on his colleagues’ faces. He might have already known that Ezra would be the one leading Sicut In

Haga clic para copiar el enlace
Descarga la aplicación Webfic para desbloquear contenido aún más emocionante
Encienda la cámara del teléfono para escanear directamente, o copie el enlace y ábralo en su navegador móvil
Encienda la cámara del teléfono para escanear directamente, o copie el enlace y ábralo en su navegador móvil