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Jean Luther, the youngest daughter of the prestigious Luther Clan, is both a rising swordswoman and the Emissary of Light, chosen by the goddess Celeste. After graduating from the Luther Academy, she is required to undergo a two-year assessment as an Envoy Knight, an elite order of Transcendent Master swordsmen loyal to the clan.

Upon her return, Jean is thrust into a brutal succession war for the Patriarchy of the clan. She embarks on a perilous journey to become the strongest swordsman in the world, accompanied by her divine guardian—a powerful dire wolf named Whitney.

LIGHTBEARER: THE CHRONICLE OF JEAN LUTHER

Chapter 84 – Chains Beneath the Moon

The Iron Empire's capital, Vermillion Spire, loomed like a jagged fang against the blood-orange sky.

Jean stood atop a rocky ridge with Whitney, hidden beneath a shroud of dusk. The wind carried the scent of molten steel and ash—the Iron Empress's domain.

Somewhere beneath those towers, the Emissary of the Moon Goddess, once known as Kael of Orlun, was imprisoned.

Jean turned to the cloaked figure beside her—a former Shadow Guild defector named Mirell, whose scars ran deeper than her loyalty ever had.

"You're certain he's still alive?" Jean asked.

Mirell nodded, her voice raspy. "They keep him in the Obsidian Vault. Deep beneath the throne. Enchanted iron, sealed by moonlight rites."

"The Empress uses his own goddess's magic to bind him."

Jean's grip on Luxclade tightened. "Then it's time she learns how the light cuts through iron."

That night, beneath a new moon, Jean infiltrated the vault.

The halls of the Spire were eerily quiet—the calm of tyranny. Whitney padded beside her, silent and spectral, his white fur dimmed by enchantment.

Jean placed her palm on the cold metal. Runes flared to life, trying to repel her touch.

She drew Luxclade and whispered Celeste's name.

Inside, the air was thick with magic and blood.

Chains of silver bound a figure to the wall—tall, lean, his body marked with celestial tattoos and burns. His hair was moon-silver. His eyes flickered open as Jean approached.

"You're not the executioner," he rasped.

"I'm Jean Luther. Emissary of Light."

His eyes widened. "Celeste's chosen…"

"I'm here to free you, Kael. The world needs its Emissaries."

Kael blinked. "The world… or the gods?"

Immediately, the vault trembled—alarms rang through the Spire.

Kael staggered forward, barely able to stand.

Whitney moved to his side. "I've got him."

"Move," Jean barked. "We fight our way out."

As they fled into the Spire's dark veins, Kael looked at Jean one last time.

"You don't know what's coming, do you?"

Jean gritted her teeth. "Enlighten me."

Kael's voice was barely a whisper.

CHAPTER 84. CHAINS BENEATH THE MOON.