Chapter 30
In a vast, dimly lit chamber where golden runes shimmered faintly along obsidian walls, a man sat at the center—cultivating in complete stillness.
His golden hair was neatly combed, his face sculpted with regal elegance.
A beauty sharpened by power.
Dimitrius Ardent.
The Magic Emperor of Humanity.
The man hailed as the strongest living human—a being whose power was said to rival even the dragons of legend.
Suddenly, a burning glyph flared in midair.
A sealed letter appeared, floating toward him with a trail of fire-like magic.
He opened his crystal-blue eyes—calm, sharp, ancient.
The letter drifted gently into his hand. He read.
"Master, Young Lord Marcus has been defeated in battle.
The one who beat him is a boy named Ezra."
"Full name: Ezra Celestrian.
Our investigation confirms he is the son of the former Sword Emperor, Valerius Celestrian.
His current power is estimated to rival Rank 5.
He previously captured a Rank 5 vampire.
