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Chapter 534: The Way of the Warrior ( 534 ) · Oct 04, 2026

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501 Chapter 501: Secrets of the Ancients ( 501 ) 2026-10-04
502 Chapter 502: Pursuit of the Celestial ( 502 ) 2026-10-04
503 Chapter 503: Dusk of Control ( 503 ) 2026-10-04
504 Chapter 504: From Guns to Blades ( 504 ) 2026-10-04
505 Chapter 505: Lights of Purity ( 505 ) 2026-10-04
506 Chapter 506: Borders of Unity ( 506 ) 2026-10-04
507 Chapter 507: Beyond Genius ( 507 ) 2026-10-04
508 Chapter 508: Blades of Legend ( 508 ) 2026-10-04
509 Chapter 509: Strategies in Shadows ( 509 ) 2026-10-04
510 Chapter 510: Last Lines of Resistance ( 510 ) 2026-10-04
511 Chapter 511: Ghosts of War ( 511 ) 2026-10-04
512 Chapter 512: War’s True Face ( 512 ) 2026-10-04
513 Chapter 513: Harmony of Power ( 513 ) 2026-10-04
514 Chapter 514: Beauty in Battle ( 514 ) 2026-10-04
515 Chapter 515: Subtle Power Plays ( 515 ) 2026-10-04
516 Chapter 516: Obsession’s Toll ( 516 ) 2026-10-04
517 Chapter 517: Clean Hands, Silent Killers ( 517 ) 2026-10-04
518 Chapter 518: Legacy and Love ( 518 ) 2026-10-04
519 Chapter 519: Fire from the Skies ( 519 ) 2026-10-04
520 Chapter 520: No Mercy, No Remorse ( 520 ) 2026-10-04
521 Chapter 521: The Last Warning ( 521 ) 2026-10-04
522 Chapter 522: Hands That Rebuild ( 522 ) 2026-10-04
523 Chapter 523: Waiting for a Sign ( 523 ) 2026-10-04
524 Chapter 524: Strategic Silence ( 524 ) 2026-10-04
525 Chapter 525: A Silver Opportunity ( 525 ) 2026-10-04
526 Chapter 526: The Armand Signal ( 526 ) 2026-10-04
527 Chapter 527: A Strategic Response ( 527 ) 2026-10-04
528 Chapter 528: Elegance in Authority ( 528 ) 2026-10-04
529 Chapter 529: Fierce Affections ( 529 ) 2026-10-04
530 Chapter 530: The Hunter’s Mind ( 530 ) 2026-10-04
531 Chapter 531: Crafted for War ( 531 ) 2026-10-04
532 Chapter 532: Princess Felicia ( 532 ) 2026-10-04
533 Chapter 533: Signs of Conquest ( 533 ) 2026-10-04
534 Chapter 534: The Way of the Warrior ( 534 ) 2026-10-04
535 Chapter 535: Sunset Duel ( 535 ) 2026-10-04
536 Chapter 536: Masks and Mastery ( 536 ) 2026-10-04
537 Chapter 537: The Final Interval ( 537 ) 2026-10-04
538 Chapter 538: The Strategist’s Poise ( 538 ) 2026-10-04
539 Chapter 539: The King’s Regret ( 539 ) 2026-10-04
540 Chapter 540: King of Corruption ( 540 ) 2026-10-04
541 Chapter 541: Paths of the Chosen ( 541 ) 2026-10-04
542 Chapter 542: The Secret Heart ( 542 ) 2026-10-04
543 Chapter 543: The Forbidden Sight ( 543 ) 2026-10-04
544 Chapter 544: The Price of a Moment ( 544 ) 2026-10-04
545 Chapter 545: The Battle of Grace ( 545 ) 2026-10-04
546 Chapter 546: Quiet Tensions ( 546 ) 2026-10-04
547 Chapter 547: The Subtle Power Play ( 547 ) 2026-10-04
548 Chapter 548: Legacy of Steel ( 548 ) 2026-10-04
549 Chapter 549: Black Flags and Golden Emblems ( 549 ) 2026-10-04
550 Chapter 550: Devouring the World ( 550 ) 2026-10-04

Chapter 534: The Way of the Warrior ( 534 )

Felicia stopped before the largest building at the center of the ruined town.

Its roof was half-collapsed. Walls cracked. Debris scattered.

She turned slightly, her tone as even as ever.

“You.”

A nearby officer straightened immediately.

“Y-Y-Yes, Princess?”

She motioned toward the structure with a small gesture of her gloved hand.

“Establish and repair this building. Make it our command base.”

Her golden eyes shifted toward the surrounding remains of the town wall.

“Set up a full defensive perimeter.”

She walked forward a few steps, her boots silent on the stone.

“If possible, repair the walls. Station range units along the high ground, and warriors evenly across the defenses.”

Her gaze sharpened just slightly.

“Kill any army that approaches.”

The officer flinched.

“U-Umm… Princess, if it’s the Halfling or Human army—?”

Felicia didn’t turn around.

“Give them a warning shot.”

Her voice remained soft. Unrushed.

“They should already recognize… this town belongs to the Beastkin Kingdom.”

She gave a faint nod.

“After that, use your judgment.”

The officer saluted immediately.

“Yes, Princess!”

As the soldiers worked quickly to secure the town, Felicia stood at the highest point of the central structure’s steps—watching the repairs, the flag, and the surrounding horizon.

“Commander Raikus.”

He approached promptly, keeping pace just behind her left side.

“Yes, Princess?”

Her voice remained calm.

“We rest here for two hours. Make sure the defenses are stable. Supply rotation confirmed. All units check their readiness.”

Raikus furrowed his brows slightly.

“Are you sure, Princess? It’s already been a long march…”

Felicia didn’t hesitate.

“Yes.”

She turned her head slightly toward the distant hills to the north.

“It will only take five hours to reach the second town.”

She looked at the sun’s position in the sky.

“If we rest now… and advance again after two hours, we’ll reach Gilikan before sunset.”

Raikus nodded.

“…If you say so, Princess.”

Felicia gave a small nod.

“Prepare the lead units.”

She turned silently, descending the steps again.

Inside Commander Raikus’s mind…

Princess, princess…

We’re not going there to conquer the town.

And we’re definitely not going there to capture Count Garius’s youngest son…

We’re there to assist him…

He exhaled slowly.

Then gathered his courage.

“Princess…”

She turned slightly, one golden eye glancing his way.

“Hmm?”

He hesitated, then spoke carefully.

“We’re not going there to…”

But before he could finish..

Felicia’s gaze shifted.

One of the nearby soldiers was standing unevenly, his back slightly slouched, armor straps not fully secured.

Her eyes narrowed.

The soldier flinched under the invisible weight.

“A-Ah! P-Princess!!”

Felicia’s voice remained soft, but carried like a blade.

“Go rest. And make sure your weapon is always by your side.”

The soldier straightened instantly.

“Y-Yes, Princess!!”

Felicia turned back toward the broken tower without acknowledging him further.

Raikus sighed again in silence.

…Forget it. I’ll explain on the way.

Meanwhile, in Gilikan Town.

The sun cast long shadows across the town wall, bathing the area in a soft golden glow.

Javier was leaning against a low wall just outside the central building, casually feeding a fruit to Buddy.

“You know, Buddy…”

Buddy tilted his head.

“Back in my old world, there was a special unit called ninja.”

He sliced the fruit again, handing over another piece.

“They wore black, moved through the shadows, and fought with weapons like shuriken and katana.”

He smirked faintly.

“…Damn. It was every man’s dream, you know.”

Javier reached into his magic storage and pulled out a sleek, newly crafted shuriken.

He twirled it between his fingers.

Buddy blinked, beak half-open.

“They’d throw it like this.”

Javier raised his hand.

Across the training field, one of his puppet knights, already set in training mode, lifted a wooden shield, just as planned.

Three shuriken hit the target in quick succession.

Javier rolled his wrist, grinning.

“You see that? Ninja stuff.”

He looked down at Buddy.

“You could totally be a ninja bird.”

“Cuquawked?”

Javier stepped back, cracked his neck, and ran straight toward the wall.

He jumped, vaulted up with mana-assisted steps, ran along the narrow edge of the wall.

And while mid-run, he twisted and let fly another shuriken.

It hit center on the shield again.

Javier landed smoothly.

Javier stood straight, twirling the last shuriken between his fingers before slipping it back into his belt pouch.

“And after the throw, Buddy…”

He stepped forward, drawing his regular-made katana from its black lacquered sheath.

“You charge forward like this…”

His body moved in a blur, one quick step forward, almost silent,

then a sudden, sharp side slash through the air.

Clean. Fluid. Dangerous.

Javier spun the blade once with a flick of his wrist, then slowed down.

“…and then you sheath the weapon like this.”

He guided the katana back into its scabbard slowly, deliberately.

The soft click of the blade locking in place echoed in the empty space.

Buddy stared up at him.

“Cuquawked…”

“That’s the classic finisher. Style matters, Buddy.”

Javier brushed the dust from his shoulder and looked down at Buddy with a faint grin.

“You know, Buddy…”

Buddy tilted his head, beak slightly open.

“Besides katana and shuriken, there’s a lot more that’s good…”

He reached into his magic storage, humming lightly.

“Like this.”

A shimmer of light pulsed as he pulled out.

A full set of Samurai armor.

Glossy black plating, red lacquer trim, with gold accents across the chest.

The kabuto helmet followed, complete with crest and flared neck guard.

Javier strapped on the armor piece by piece.

Then finally, he slid the katana into place at his waist…

He stepped forward and stood tall on the training ground, wind brushing his coat and armor tails.

Then, with perfect precision—

He lowered into a traditional samurai stance.

Feet firm. One hand on the katana hilt. Eyes forward.

Completely still.

Completely focused.

Javier remained in his samurai stance for a moment longer, the wind tugging gently at his armor cords.

“You know, Buddy…”

He reached once more into his magic storage, his grin spreading.

“…It all pairs perfectly with something like this.”

With a soft chime of mana, he pulled out a detailed oni mask—

deep crimson, fierce gold tusks, black horns curling back, and glowing eye slits.

He held it up dramatically.

“The perfect finishing touch.”

And then, without hesitation. He placed it over his face.

“Ehehehehe…!!”

The muffled chuckle from behind the mask sounded like a mad warlord ready to go on a rampage.

Javier struck another samurai pose, this time with the oni mask fully covering his face, hand resting on his katana hilt, aura sharp.

He slowly shifted his weight, stepping forward with calm, measured precision.

He slid his foot into position.

Lowered his center of gravity.

His left hand settled on the sheath.

Right hand hovered near the katana’s grip.

His entire presence changed.

Still.

Focused.

Deadly.

He faced the empty wind like it was the embodiment of every battle he’d ever fought.

The world fell silent.

Only the sound of the breeze brushing the worn training ground.

In a low, cold voice beneath the mask, he spoke:

“So this is it, huh…?

The moment where steel meets fate.No words. No mercy.Just the blade…

and the will to stand.”

Then Javier straightened again, mask tilting slightly upward.

“…Ehehehe. Cool, right?”

( End Of Chapter )

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