30 “In the continental year 918, the Northern Winter Coming-of-Age Ceremony shall now commence.” An elderly priest with white hair stepped onto the platform an…

29 When I opened my eyes, a familiar ceiling came into view. It was Sion’s bedroom. “…?” ‘…What happened?’ As I blinked blankly, the string of events from la…

28 “Die!” The one at the front charged at Sion. He first threw a pair of garden shears he was holding, then quickly drew his sword. Sion dodged the flying sh…

27 I opened my eyes wide. Then quietly sat up in bed. “……” I glanced to the side—Sion was still fast asleep, his posture perfectly composed. Gazing at his slee…