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Chapter 830

Emma couldn't explain it in words, but the moment her gaze fell on the man that stood behind her, she found herself unable to speak.

It was as if something was stuck at her throat, preventing her from speaking, and the empty feeling that she had been feeling for quite some time suddenly started to resurface once again.

It drained her completely.

"Y..you… Who are you?"

She stumbled several steps back, staring at the smiling figure that seemed all too familiar to her, yet, at the same time, distant.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recall him at all.

It was just blank.

Her mind was completely blank.

'J..just what is happening? Who is he? Why do I feel this way?!'

Her mind was a total mess, and she could barely think properly.

The more she glanced at the figure, the more her mind became a mess, and she continued to step back.

It wasn't out of fear, but due to the weird feeling that was eating at her chest.

"Ah.. haa…"

Something trickled down the side of her cheeks as she held onto her head with both hands.

"That... who, just...?"

"Emma, calm down. It's me."

"Don't!"

He tried to reach out for her, but he was quickly stopped by Emma, who slapped his hand away from her.

She glared at him fiercely.

"...Don't take a single step toward me; stay where you are!"

At this point, she was at the point where she was practically screaming, and the pain in her head was starting to grow worse.

She didn't know what was going on at that moment, but sudden images started to flash within her mind, and her head started to throb even more fiercely.

Her hand reached for her shirt, and she gripped it tightly.

'J,just what is happening?'

The longer the situation dragged on, the more she found herself wavering.

"No."

Clenching her teeth, Emma gripped her short swords at her hips and, in one swift motion, pointed them toward the man that was standing opposite her.

"You…"

Mana started to flow out of her body as power started to radiate from her. Glancing at the fog that was surrounding her, she had a sudden idea.

"I get it now."

It was the only explanation that she could think of at the moment.

was the only thing that could explain her sudden panic attack and reaction to the unfamiliar

must be a manifestation of whatever this

didn't speak further after

pressed her foot

her to

Swoosh―!

completely passed through the man who

"I knew it!"

shouted, feeling relieved that her swords had passed through the man. Without a doubt, it proved her assumption, and she managed

'It's an illusion.'

She reassured herself.

reason, deep down, she felt a little disappointed

did you swing at me? Let's relax

down at her, his smile looking extremely sincere. It was such a gaze that

"Shut up!"

swinging her other short

that he was there unnerved her. He had to disappear. For her

Swoosh!

it passed through his body,

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

through his body, and he seemed relatively unharmed

each of her swings started to

Boom—!

that the land beneath them tore apart, and the fog moved away

"Huh?"

that prompted Emma to stop was the fact that the figure remained where it was despite the disappearance of the fog, and her feet came

"Haaa..haaa… haaa.."

breath was extremely labored, and sweat trickled down the side of her face, but her gaze never wavered away from the figure as she continued to look

who are

could manage to utter. She didn't know what to do at the moment, and all she could do was stare

at him in hopes of him

that she had

it, but at this very moment, it reemerged more powerfully than

what was this emptiness, and why did

"My name is Kevin."

just a

A simple name.

Yet…

within her snapped, a flood of memories started to resurface within her mind, and

Thud—!

her knees, and a blank

"W..wha..how… wha?"

and she appeared to have a look on her

Her mind…

wasn't in the right state, as she

"H..K..evin? How?"

continued to flood her mind, and something within her seemed

Swoosh—!

right then that 'Kevin' appeared right behind her. She didn't seem to notice him as

"Who would've thought."

to a raspy one, and his figure started to fade, revealing the features of an elderly demon with a long

used to assist him in maintaining his balance, sank

currently drawn toward Emma, and his

"Who would've thought…"

muttered, his voice as soft as

thought that her body contained traces of the power that his majesty had given

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