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Chapter 460: Last Stand of a Hero ( 460 ) · Nov 11, 2026

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451 Chapter 451: Protests and Powerplays ( 451 ) 2026-11-11
452 Chapter 452: Too Late for Regrets ( 452 ) 2026-11-11
453 Chapter 453: Wine and Whimsy ( 453 ) 2026-11-11
454 Chapter 454: Strength in Heart ( 454 ) 2026-11-11
455 Chapter 455: Towards Destiny ( 455 ) 2026-11-11
456 Chapter 456: Sweet Moments and Gentle Thoughts ( 456 ) 2026-11-11
457 Chapter 457: Towards the Capital ( 457 ) 2026-11-11
458 Chapter 458: The Price of Divinity ( 458 ) 2026-11-11
459 Chapter 459: The Peacekeepers’ Oath ( 459 ) 2026-11-11
460 Chapter 460: Last Stand of a Hero ( 460 ) 2026-11-11
461 Chapter 461: Fury and Farewell ( 461 ) 2026-11-11
462 Chapter 462: Falling Walls, Rising Hope ( 462 ) 2026-11-11
463 Chapter 463: Javier’s Day of Disasters ( 463 ) 2026-11-11
464 Chapter 464: Courts, Clowns, and Crowns ( 464 ) 2026-11-11
465 Chapter 465: Nightfall at the Heart of Armand ( 465 ) 2026-11-11
466 Chapter 466: Moonlit Battlefield ( 466 ) 2026-11-11
467 Chapter 467: The White Reaper’s ( 467 ) 2026-11-11
468 Chapter 468: A Battle of Grace and Fury ( 468 ) 2026-11-11
469 Chapter 469: The Reaper’s Silence ( 469 ) 2026-11-11
470 Chapter 470: Night of the Dark Invasion ( 470 ) 2026-11-11
471 Chapter 471: Light Against the Darkness ( 471 ) 2026-11-11
472 Chapter 472: Battlefield of Promises ( 472 ) 2026-11-11
473 Chapter 473: Sanctified by Light ( 473 ) 2026-11-11
474 Chapter 474: Javier’s Resolve ( 474 ) 2026-11-11
475 Chapter 475 Graceful Deception ( 475 ) 2026-11-11
476 Chapter 476 Beneath the Vines ( 476 ) 2026-11-11
477 Chapter 477 Long Distance Heartbeats ( 477 ) 2026-11-11
478 Chapter 478: Unwanted Admirers ( 478 ) 2026-11-11
479 Chapter 479: Harem Morning Troubles ( 479 ) 2026-11-11
480 Chapter 480: Water, War, and Warnings ( 480 ) 2026-11-11
481 Chapter 481: Clothes, Cats, and Cooking ( 481 ) 2026-11-11
482 Chapter 482: Wives, Words, and Worry ( 482 ) 2026-11-11
483 Chapter 483: Celestials and Corruption ( 483 ) 2026-11-11
484 Chapter 484: Deception and Dominion ( 484 ) 2026-11-11
485 Chapter 485: Hope on the Brink ( 485 ) 2026-11-11
486 Chapter 486: Duties and Distractions ( 486 ) 2026-11-11
487 Chapter 487: Treasure, Tales, and Teasing ( 487 ) 2026-11-11
488 Chapter 488: Soft Words and Strong Feelings ( 488 ) 2026-11-11
489 Chapter 489: Gears in Motion ( 489 ) 2026-11-11
490 Chapter 490: Ambitions and Affections ( 490 ) 2026-11-11
491 Chapter 491: Grace in the Garden ( 491 ) 2026-11-11
492 Chapter 492: Steel and Stone ( 491 ) 2026-11-11
493 Chapter 493: Off the Leash ( 493 ) 2026-11-11
494 Chapter 494: Dangers on the Horizon ( 494 ) 2026-11-11
495 Chapter 495: Caught in a Tight Spot ( 495 ) 2026-11-11
496 Chapter 496: Blushing, Brawling, and Bound ( 496 ) 2026-11-11
497 Chapter 497: Love, Threats, and Illusions ( 497 ) 2026-11-11
498 Chapter 498: Moment of Farewell ( 498 ) 2026-11-11
499 Chapter 499: Loyalty and Love ( 499 ) 2026-11-11
500 Chapter 500: Sealed with Destiny ( 500 ) 2026-11-11

Chapter 460: Last Stand of a Hero ( 460 )

Garius smirked.

”Heh…” he chuckled softly. ”I donʼt think we can slip past them that easily.”

Francesca raised an elegant eyebrow, amused.

Garius crossed his arms, his golden eyes shining.

”Alf and Erinnete... arenʼt people to be taken lightly,” he said, glancing toward the estate barracks, where Alf was probably already preparing patrols just in case.

”Even if we manage to slip away for a bit,” Garius added with a small laugh, ”theyʼd find us in no time.”

Francesca giggled, covering her mouth delicately.

”True. Erinnete would probably scold us like naughty children sneaking out.”

”And Alf?” Garius grinned wider. ”Heʼd just stand behind us with that disappointed look—the one that makes you feel guilty without him saying a word.”

They both laughed softly.

Despite their burdens and responsibilities, moments like this reminded them why they fought so hard—

For their family.

For their people.

For simple happiness like this.

Francesca looked up at him with a warm smile.

”Still... a little adventure with you sounds wonderful, dear. Even if we get caught.”

Garius leaned down, brushing his forehead against hers.

”Then after we finish cleansing the central region,” he whispered, ”weʼll have our little date. Caught or not.”

Francesca closed her eyes, savoring the moment.

”Itʼs a date.”

Meanwhile, in the Halfling Kingdom—

The battlefield was a scene of utter devastation.

The once-marching army of the dead, summoned by Zephyra and led by Kenjirou, was now in ruins.

Crushed under the combined strength of Halfling priests wielding powerful holy magic and the determined Halfling army.

The air was thick with the smell of burned flesh and scorched dark mana.

Amid the smoking chaos, Kenjirou and Zephyra stood battered, their mana drained.

They were cornered, surrounded by shimmering barriers of divine magic.

Zephyra turned to Kenjirou.

”Kenjirou! Letʼs retreat!!”

Kenjirou clenched his teeth, his left hand twitching. He looked at the advancing lines of halfling soldiers and felt his mana falter.

Not good.

Not here.

Not now.

On a nearby hill, King Gurdan watched the scene unfold, a wicked smile creeping across his face.

His broad arms crossed over his chest, his golden crown gleaming in the sunlight.

Inside Gurdanʼs mind, the celestial bonded to him whispered excitedly.

”Heʼs weak now, Gurdan!”

”Your chance to absorb him and become even stronger!”

”Take him! Devour his celestial! Grow more powerful!”

Gurdan narrowed his eyes, his grin deepening.

But he didnʼt move.

He chuckled softly in response.

”No, not yet.”

”We wait until heʼs very, very weak.”

”Until thereʼs no fight left in him.”

”Then we strike.”

The celestial inside him purred in agreement.

”Yessss… patience… and then… feast.”

The trap was set.

Kenjirou and Zephyra had nowhere to run.

No reinforcements, no hope.

Kenjirou gritted his teeth, blood dripping from his lip as he raised his blade.

Beside him, Zephyra lunged with her shadow-forged spear, barely deflecting a barrage of holy arrows.

Their breaths were ragged. Their movements sluggish. Their mana—almost gone.

The Halfling army kept advancing, chanting prayers that burned the air.

Zephyra stumbled back, her legs trembling.

”K-Kenjirou...” she gasped, her voice faint and trembling.

He turned to her instantly, eyes wide with urgency.

”No, no... Zephyra...” he whispered, frantic.

In that moment—the battlefield vanished from his mind.

The enemies. The undead collapsing. The arrows. The light.

None of it mattered.

Only her.

Only Zephyra.

The Queen of Amazarak.

The woman who had captured his heart, broken his sanity, and made him feel alive even in chaos.

”I wonʼt let them take you!!” Kenjirou growled.

He reached out, grabbed her tightly with one arm, and slung her across his back.

Even as his knees threatened to give way, he charged forward, his sword glowing faintly as he cut a desperate path through the enemy ranks.

Halfling spears clashed against his sword.

Holy magic grazed his cloak.

Mana chains tried to bind his legs.

But he didnʼt stop.

He roared with madness and love, eyes wide.

”Zephyra is mine! MINE!!”

Inside his mind, his celestial screamed—rage, hunger, desperation.

”Fool! Youʼre dying! Youʼre wasting our power!”

But Kenjirou didnʼt care.

He drowned out the celestial voice.

There was no logic.

No strategy.

Only Zephyra.

Only escape.

Only survival—for the woman he would burn the world for.

From atop the hill, Gurdan narrowed his eyes, watching the chaos below. Kenjirou, bleeding and wild-eyed, fought desperately through the Halfling forces, Zephyra clinging to his back, barely conscious.

Inside Gurdanʼs mind, the celestial inside him hissed with impatience.

”Oi, Gurdan!! Weʼre losing our chance!”

Gurdanʼs brow twitched.

”You saw it! Heʼs retreating! If he gets away—”

”I know!!” Gurdan snapped aloud, teeth clenched.

His fists curled tightly.

”But heʼs still too strong. Even now, that Divine Sword of his…”

He paused, narrowing his eyes.

”One mistake and heʼll cut me in half.”

The celestial hissed furiously.

”Ugh!! Then COMMAND your troops! Weaken him more!! Donʼt let him breathe! Crush him!! Now!!”

Gurdanʼs face darkened.

”...Fine.”

He raised a heavy arm, the signal gauntlet shining.

His voice boomed across the battlefield.

”ALL UNITS! FULL SURROUND! PRESS FORWARD!!”

”WOUND HIM! SLOW HIM DOWN! WEAKEN, NOT KILL!!”

Dozens of halfling warriors charged in waves, weapons glowing with divine enchantments.

Kenjirou, barely standing, looked up.

”Shit... more of this trash is getting in our way!”

But he couldnʼt stop.

He wouldnʼt.

He clenched Zephyra tighter.

”Just a little further...! Just a little more…!!”

He roared again, charging headlong as blades rained down.

”Argh!!!”

He cried out as divine arrows and swords slammed into him.

Twisting his body, he pulled Zephyra into his arms, shielding her with his armored body. Explosions of holy light burst across his dark-forged armor as it shattered bits at a time.

Blood sprayed into the air.

Breathing ragged.

But his grip on his Divine Sword never loosened. It still burned with the same fierce passion.

”K-Kenjirou...” Zephyra, barely conscious, looked up from his arms, tears streaming down her cheeks.

”Go… escape...” she weakly whispered.

”Just… leave me here…”

Kenjirouʼs eyes widened. Rage swelled inside him.

”NO!!!!” he shouted so loud it shook the battlefield.

”I wonʼt!! I wonʼt leave you!! NEVER!!”

In that moment—

He thrust his Divine Sword into the ground.

A burst of celestial gold and cursed black light exploded outward.

His final trump card.

”LAST WILL: HEROESʼ LEGACY!!”

A glowing celestial circle erupted beneath him—ancient runes spiraled, lightning flashed.

Wounds on his body sealed, golden flames racing through him, healing his broken flesh.

But that wasnʼt enough.

He grit his teeth, pouring the last of his mana into Zephyra.

He pressed a trembling hand to her chest, channeling everything he had.

Her wounds closed, bleeding stopped.

She could breathe again.

Her mana core remained drained, weak.

But she opened her eyes.

She saw him.

Bloodied, barely standing, but smiling.

”Iʼm sorry, my love…” Zephyra whispered, her voice trembling.

”Because of me… because of me, youʼve lost everything...”

Kenjirou shook his head fiercely.

”No.”

He pulled her into a tighter embrace.

”Donʼt say that.”

”Iʼd do it again. A thousand times.”

His voice cracked with madness, love, and pain.

”I will always follow your command… my love.”

( End Of Chapter )

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