SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

Chapter 498 Removing The Mask!

The ancestral hall was eerily quiet when King Ragnar arrived. Only the old patriarch, Drona Lionheart, usually stayed here. No royal wizards were allowed in the vicinity.

As the ancestral place is situated beyond the Fire Mountains, one must cross the forbidden army shelters before coming here.

Ragnar's eyes, usually sharp and focused, flickered with worry as he stepped towards the entrance.

He went inside and called for his father. But there was no reply.

Just then, a small eagle perched on a V-shaped staff near the doorway made a noise. Its feathers, black and glossy, contrasted with its small frame.

The eagle was the old patriarch's only pet, a creature that many dismissed due to its size. But Ragnar knew better—this eagle had once ripped apart entire squadrons of elite wizards with its sharp feathers.

Without opening its eyes, the eagle greeted him. "Second son of my master, what are you doing here?" It asked in a raspy voice.

"Where is my father?" he asked hurriedly.

"My master went into seclusion at the Fire Mountains. He hasn't returned in six months. I do not know his exact whereabouts." The eagle replied lazily, its eyes still closed.

"I need to meet him urgently," Ragnar pressed. "Please, find him and pass on a message. Tell him I need the Lionheart Seal to save someone from the royal prison. If he asks for details, say it concerns a matter of life and death."

The eagle yawned, as though it couldn't be bothered. "Why should I listen to you? You are not my master," it replied with disdain.

Ragnar, knowing the stubbornness of the creature, sighed and reached into his storage ring. He pulled out a radiant spirit fruit, its golden surface glowing faintly. He placed it before the eagle.

Soya's eyes flared with fury. "Incompetents!" she spat before marching towards Kent. Her anger blinded her judgment as she approached him, raising her hand to slap him across the face with all her strength.

But as her palm struck his cheek, pain shot through her hand instead. A sharp sting pulsed through her fingers as if she had struck an iron wall. She winced, stepping back, her face contorting in disbelief. Kent, bound and chained, merely smirked at her, a mocking gleam in his eyes.

Rubbing her sore palm, Soya felt a surge of embarrassment, but her rage soon overtook her. Desperate to regain control, she pulled out a sharp knife.

"I'll mark that smug face of yours." She smiled with an evil look, her voice trembling with both anger and frustration.

She slashed at his mask, but as the blade collided with the surface, it produced a loud metallic clang. Soya stumbled back, momentarily stunned by the sound. It was then she realized—she had never seen his face, the face of the man who had almost taken her life.

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Her anger flickered for a moment, replaced by a twisted curiosity. With a wicked grin, she pressed the knife against the mask's edge, determined to peel it off.

"Don't remove the mask. You'll regret it greatly." Kent warned.

"What?" Soya scoffed. "Afraid I'll see your ugly face? Don't worry, I won't post it in the forums for everyone to mock. Hahaha!"

Ignoring his warning, she slid the blade under the mask and lifted it off with a quick flick of her wrist. The mask clattered to the ground, revealing Kent's face.

But instead of the gruesome, scarred face she expected, she found herself staring at a man so strikingly handsome, it made her breath catch in her throat. For a second, she couldn't believe what she was witnessing.

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