Volume 21: The Dark Path Chapter 2: Soul Refining Forbidden Sword

The red hair curled up slightly, creating a peculiar onion-shaped coiffure that seemed a bit strange. The tight, polished leather armor looked unremarkable, but Solonberg believed it was by no means ordinary—it likely had some special functions that he couldn't discern. The seemingly naive face looked more like that of an adolescent boy who hadn't lost his youthful innocence. If it weren't for the long sword that emitted bursts of fierce Sword Qi casually resting on his shoulder, Solonberg would have felt an impulse to sweep the opponent off the stage with a single thrust of his spear.