Andlao

Hello, my name is Bologue Lazarus, a debtor.

The wound on Bologue's face is healing at an observable speed. The blood remaining on his face flows back, and the skin is reattached, as if time is reversing.

Faced with the terrified dying demon, he whispered.

This is my "blessing", the "debt" I owe.

Sixty-six years ago, with the end of the Scorched Earth Fury, Opus of Oath City rose from the ruins of the Holy City.

Sixty-six years later, the Kagader Empire and Rhine Alliance, two colossal entities spanning the continent, are plotting another all-consuming war.
Order Bureau, King's Secret Sword, Order of Truth, Corrupted Sect, All Secrets Order... existences hidden in the shadows of history, trying to join this grand celebration.

Under the curtain, the devils enjoy the agony of mortals, taste the values offered, manipulate fate, and bestow curses and blessings.
Gazing at the mortals who were originally kindred spirits, they loathe and slaughter each other...

Endless Debt

The sky had turned completely dark, and streetlights were flickering on. The port was still bustling; workers were doing shifts, keeping the river flowing. Bologue watched it all from afar, countless lights lighting up the river, cranes lifting cargo boxes, the piercing noise unending.


Returning his gaze, their target tonight wasn't there but was instead the factory hidden deep in the port, filled with blood-stained goods.


"Remember what I told you? Palmer, stick to the plan."


They were about to reach the anticipated location. The voice echoed from behind Bologue's grim mask.


At this moment, the two looked like they were about to rob a bank, except the bank was long closed by this hour.


"I understand, I understand... but can splitting up really work? I feel like you're just scared I'll bring you bad luck or something," Palmer asked.


Bologue's plan was decent, but considering he needed to keep distance from Bologue, Palmer felt it was Bologue showing disdain for him.


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