A Promise

Pacheon Sword Venerable studied Baek Cheong’s fluctuating complexion for a while.

Though he had not discovered why she had stopped growing, nothing was wrong with her body.

“There is nothing wrong with your body, so you may put your worries aside.”

“Yes, Master.”

Baek Cheong forced aside the doubt lingering in her tiny chest.

Pacheon Sword Venerable lowered his sleeve.

“Draw your sword and perform Star-River Thread.”

Though she had no idea why, Baek Cheong took the One-Star Sword from her spatial treasure.

As the blade slid from the deep navy scabbard, its star-like patterns glimmered faintly in the sunlight.

She immediately extended her divine sense and floated the One-Star Sword in the air...