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Chapter 150: A Warning That Cannot Be Ignored · Oct 23, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: The Test of the Queen 2026-10-23
102 Chapter 102: The Test of the Queen [Part-2] 2026-10-23
103 Chapter 103: The Queen Without Mana 2026-10-23
104 Chapter 104: The Queen’s Three Strike 2026-10-23
105 Chapter 105: The Third Strike 2026-10-23
106 Chapter 106: The Ten Pillars of Skyfall 2026-10-23
107 Chapter 107: Awakening in the Royal Chamber 2026-10-23
108 Chapter 108: The Weight of Fallen Nobles 2026-10-23
109 Chapter 109: A Broken House Still Standing 2026-10-23
110 Chapter 110: A Room Filled with Hidden Blades 2026-10-23
111 Chapter 111: Blade That Refuses to Leave 2026-10-23
112 Chapter 112: Deals Written in Blood and Silk 2026-10-23
113 Chapter 113: Pride Standing at the Edge of Ruin 2026-10-23
114 Chapter 114: King Who Smiles While Bleeding 2026-10-23
115 Chapter 115: Smile That Refuses to Break 2026-10-23
116 Chapter 116: Echoes Beneath a Silent Soul 2026-10-23
117 Chapter 117: The Truth Hidden Beneath the Soul 2026-10-23
118 Chapter 118: Breaking Limits Beneath the Sky 2026-10-23
119 Chapter 119: A Smile Between Steel and Silk 2026-10-23
120 Chapter 120: Echoed Blades Beneath a Silent Sky 2026-10-23
121 Chapter 121: The Promise That Refused to Fade 2026-10-23
122 Chapter 122: The Promise That Refused to Fade [Part-2] 2026-10-23
123 Chapter 123: The Last Promise Beneath a Dying Sky 2026-10-23
124 Chapter 124: A Blade That Refuses to Bow 2026-10-23
125 Chapter 125: A Choice That Refuses to Break 2026-10-23
126 Chapter 126: The Weight of a Crown’s Trust 2026-10-23
127 Chapter 127: The Hunt Beneath a Broken Silence 2026-10-23
128 Chapter 128: Mercy That Cuts Deeper Than Steel 2026-10-23
129 Chapter 129: The Weight That Doesn’t Fade 2026-10-23
130 Chapter 130: A Will That Must Stand Alone 2026-10-23
131 Chapter 131: A Hero’s Way of Facing the Unknown 2026-10-23
132 Chapter 132: Storm Beneath a Calm Sky 2026-10-23
133 Chapter 133: Wolves at the Academy Gates 2026-10-23
134 Chapter 134: The Mask of Righteousness 2026-10-23
135 Chapter 135: A Brother’s Judgment 2026-10-23
136 Chapter 136: A Calm Blade in a Storm 2026-10-23
137 Chapter 137: When the Blade Steps Forward 2026-10-23
138 Chapter 138: The Sword That Chooses 2026-10-23
139 Chapter 139: The Thunder’s Judgment 2026-10-23
140 Chapter 140: The Line That Cannot Be Crossed 2026-10-23
141 Chapter 141: The Queen’s Authority 2026-10-23
142 Chapter 142: A Blade Meant to Kill 2026-10-23
143 Chapter 143: The Man Behind the Silence 2026-10-23
144 Chapter 144: The Silence Before Death 2026-10-23
145 Chapter 145: Smiles Behind Quiet Storms 2026-10-23
146 Chapter 146: The Path That Should Not Exist 2026-10-23
147 Chapter 147: The Bones Beneath the Mist 2026-10-23
148 Chapter 148: The Weight Behind an Apology 2026-10-23
149 Chapter 149: A Drink Before Words 2026-10-23
150 Chapter 150: A Warning That Cannot Be Ignored 2026-10-23

A Warning That Cannot Be Ignored

”...I suppose,” he said, reaching for the drink, ”it would be rude not to.”

Victor smirked faintly.

”Now that sounds better.”

For a brief moment, the tension between them loosened—not vanished, not forgotten—but shifted into something quieter, more controlled. The kind of tension that didn’t explode... but waited.

Victor watched Shawn lift the mug, the way his movements remained disciplined even in something as simple as drinking. It reminded him of something distant. Old.

Very old.

Just like them...

There was a flicker in Victor’s gaze, gone almost as quickly as it appeared.

Men like Shawn—

He had seen countless of them before.

Commanders.

Generals.

Men who stood at the peak of human pride and discipline.

Men who carried both honor and calculation in the same breath.

For a moment—

Victor almost laughed.

Instead, a faint smile formed.

Back then... they would’ve died before bowing like this.

It stayed on his mind, yet he shoved it away.

Buried too deep, some truths just fade away on their own.

A piece of meat went into his mouth, chewed without rush, silence filling the space between bites.

”I can see your sincerity,” Victor said, his tone calm but carrying a faint edge beneath it. ”But what will you do... if I don’t want to forgive you?”

A slight tilt of his head brought those gold-flecked eyes straight to Shawn.

”If apologizing was enough for things like this... the world would’ve been a much more peaceful place.”

Silence.

Laughter spilled through the room, voices rose and fell, glasses tapped now and then - yet none of it reached them quite right. Sound existed elsewhere, muffled, as if behind glass.

Now Shawn lifted his face all the way, eyes locking with Victor’s, steady.

”What is it you want, then?”

Just as Victor opened his mouth, the barmaid reappeared, sliding dishes onto the wooden surface. Heat rose from the plates, carrying a deep aroma of seared meat that wrapped around them fast.

Victor didn’t waste time.

He reached forward and started eating.

Not slowly.

Not politely.

Hungry.

For the past few days, he hadn’t had a proper meal, and it showed. He tore into the food without restraint, movements efficient but completely lacking in what most would call manners.

Shawn watched.

And for a brief second—

His expression shifted.

No table manners at all...

The thought came naturally.

But he didn’t say it.

Instead, he took a sip of his drink, eyes still occasionally drifting toward Victor.

After a few moments, Victor spoke again—mouth no longer full, but still focused more on eating than conversation.

”You should eat too,” he said casually. ”Since you’re the one paying for this.”

Shawn shook his head slightly.

”It’s alright. Eat as much as you want. I don’t need to eat right now.”

Victor shrugged.

”Suit yourself.”

And just like that—

He went back to eating.

The conversation paused.

But it didn’t feel empty.

Shawn sat there, watching.

Not just Victor’s actions—but everything around him.

The way people avoided getting too close.

The way no one dared interrupt.

The way the space around this one man felt... different.

He doesn’t even realize it...

Or maybe—

He does.

Time passed quietly.

Minutes.

Marked only by the gradual disappearance of food from the table.

Then—

Victor stood up.

Just like that.

No warning.

No signal.

Shawn blinked slightly, caught off guard by the sudden movement. He immediately stood as well, his brows furrowing.

”Huh... is that it?” he asked. ”Aren’t you going to ask for something more?”

Victor paused.

Then turned slightly.

”No need,” he said simply.

His voice wasn’t loud.

But it carried.

”The actions of your brother were nothing more than a dog trying to bite more than it could chew.”

There was no emotion in those words.

Just truth.

”Things like that mean nothing to me,” Victor continued. ”It didn’t even serve as a proper warm-up.”

Shawn’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Not in anger—

But in realization.

”His scheming was also subpar,” Victor added, almost dismissively. ”He couldn’t even push Videl into a corner... much less me.”

A brief pause.

Then—

”And your men didn’t do anything wrong.”

That—

Shawn didn’t expect.

”Your lieutenant was actually pretty good,” Victor went on, his tone shifting slightly—not praise, but acknowledgment. ”He managed to make me use two new techniques I just learned.”

That line stayed.

It lingered.

Because it wasn’t mockery.

It was evaluation.

” So all in all,” Victor finished, glancing briefly at the empty plates, ”the meal you paid for... is more than enough.”

Silence.

Shawn slowly sat back down.

”I see.”

There was relief in that breath.

Subtle.

But real.

Victor turned fully now, ready to leave—

Then stopped.

”Oh, one more thing.”

Shawn’s body tensed slightly.

Victor’s gaze met his again.

And this time—

Something changed.

”I’ve forgiven you... for now.”

The words were calm.

But heavy.

”But next time...” Victor continued, his voice lowering just enough to carry weight, ”if you try to provoke me—whether it’s your brother... yourself... or anyone from your family...”

It came.

Not slowly.

Not gradually.

All at once.

An overwhelming pressure descended.

Invisible.

Silent.

But absolute.

Shawn’s breath caught.

His body froze.

It felt like something was pressing down on him—something vast, something beyond comprehension. Not killing intent. Not mana.

Something else.

Something that didn’t belong to this world.

His legs trembled slightly under the weight.

His chest tightened.

But no one else reacted.

The bar continued as it always had.

Laughing.

Drinking.

Unaware.

It was only him.

Only Shawn.

Victor stood there, unmoving.

”Expect no more mercy.”

The words echoed—not in the air, but in his mind.

Shawn couldn’t respond.

Couldn’t move.

”If you don’t mess with me... I won’t bother you.”

Simple.

Final.

”That’s all.”

A pause.

”I hope you remember my warning.”

And just like that—

It vanished.

The pressure disappeared as if it had never existed.

Shawn staggered slightly, catching himself against the table.

His breath came back in uneven pulls.

Cold sweat ran down his back.

Victor didn’t look at him again.

He simply walked.

And left the bar.

Shawn remained there.

Standing.

Frozen.

His mind struggled to catch up with what had just happened.

That wasn’t killing intent...

It wasn’t mana...

Then what was it?

His hands trembled slightly as he slowly sat back down.

For the first time—

He felt it clearly.

Fear.

Deep.

Unshakable.

What kind of monster have you provoked... you stupid brother...

The thought came naturally.

His jaw tightened.

I need to warn father.

That much was certain.

Under no circumstances... must we provoke Victor.

The memory of that pressure lingered, like something carved into his bones.

This wasn’t a fight.

It never was.

It was suicide.

After a while, Shawn steadied himself. His breathing returned to normal, his posture straightened once more—but the weight in his chest didn’t fully disappear.

It wouldn’t.

Not anytime soon.

He placed the payment on the table.

Stood up.

And left the bar.

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