#106. 1,000-to-1 Odds

#106. 1,000-to-1 Odds

Ludwig stepped down from the carriage and narrowed his eyes.

'A deception. Nothing but a shallow deception.'

What filled his view were imposing walls and buildings that gleamed like jewels. The people walking through the streets all looked full of life.

Anyone could see that the city was thriving, but Ludwig refused to believe it.

'They must have dressed everything up on the surface because I, the Emperor, was coming in person.'

How could the walls of the North, besieged by monsters every day, be free of even a single scratch?

The words of the Prophecy Stone had never been wrong.

The North's blue sword will sleep forever in the ice alongside the Demon King.

It was obvious what would happen if a ruler with no heirs died: the whole system would be thrown into turmoil...