Holy Sword Tournament Arc II
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(POV: Akashic Records)
In the opulent confines of one of the Duke's magnificent residences nestled within the darkened heart of Zarbon city, Duke Veltuor, a man of vast influence and indomitable spirit, abruptly awoke to the haunting strains of a piano echoing through the ornate halls. His eyes flickered open, like twin orbs of flickering candlelight, as he gazed upon the resplendent visual masterpiece that was the instrument of ebony and ivory.
Intrigued yet perturbed by the late-night serenade, Veltuor's brow furrowed in a mix of curiosity and anger.
"Who would dare disturb the sanctity of my abode with such audacious disregard for the hour?" (Veltuor)
His wife, peacefully slumbering beside him, remained undisturbed, blissfully ignorant of the unfolding enigma.
Duke Veltuor detached himself from his bed, a silken cocoon of tranquility, and gingerly placed one foot upon the cold marble floor.
