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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.

her sudden panic attack and reaction to the unfamiliar man that she had

manifestation

didn't speak

hand, she pressed her foot against the ground, and her figure appeared before

quick. It took no time for her to arrive before him, and she slashed

Swoosh―!

that her weapon completely passed through the man who kept smiling

"I knew it!"

swords had passed through the man. Without a doubt, it proved her assumption,

'It's an illusion.'

She reassured herself.

for some reason, deep down, she felt a

me? Let's relax for a

looking extremely sincere. It was such a gaze

"Shut up!"

swinging her other

fact that he was there unnerved her. He had

Swoosh!

again, it passed through his body, but Emma

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

kept on swinging. Her attacks would keep passing through his body, and he seemed

each of her swings started to become progressively faster and

Boom—!

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

"Huh?"

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

"Haaa..haaa… haaa.."

side of her face, but

why.. who are

many things that she wanted to ask at that moment, but that was all she could manage to utter. She didn't

at him in hopes of

the emptiness that she had been feeling for the

very moment, it reemerged more powerfully than it had ever been, and she desired

emptiness, and why did

"My name is Kevin."

was just

A simple name.

Yet…

flood of memories started to resurface

Thud—!

her knees, and a blank look appeared on her

"W..wha..how… wha?"

and she appeared to have a look on

Her mind…

state, as she

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

continued to flood her mind, and something within her seemed to come

Swoosh—!

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

"Who would've thought."

raspy one, and his figure started to fade, revealing the features of

cane, which he held in his right hand and used to assist him

Emma, and

"Who would've thought…"

muttered, his voice as soft

traces of the power that his majesty had given

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