MasukArth, an eighteen-year-old swordsman from Frostwood village, wants nothing more than to be a Divine Knight, guarding the king against those who wish him harm. It doesn't take long before Arth learns that deceit and corruption infect the very core of the kingdom he loves. In a twist of fate, Arth finds himself joining the Forgotten Winter, the famous rebel guild of talented assassins hell-bent on righting the wrongs of the capital. And with their help, Arth learns the shocking truth about his identity and that he might be the only one to save the whole kingdom.
Lihat lebih banyakFirst of all, let's meet the Casts!!!
“How is it, my prince?”A middle-aged man wearing eyeglasses asked Arth. They were now in a huge dressing room in the castle filled with elegant clothing and fabrics that were owned by the royal family of the Aragons.“It looks wonderful, sir. Thank you,” Arth surveyed his body outfit
“Plans?” Arth raised an eyebrow. “So there are still more.”Dethnar started walking towards Arth while holding the Frostcalibur on his right hand. “I was ordered by Dreadlord Halurac, my master, to initiate the bloody war by destroying the Power Crystal in the North. This undead army of mine is just the beginning,” the demon said. “After getting rid of the crystal I can now-“
The wind blew hard on the high tower as the blue spirit of the dragon flapped its wide wings. Its huge claws held on to the blue pillars while extending its long neck to make a path for Arth.“Thanks, Saphiron.. thank you, father,” Arth said as he jumped off the dragon and landed on the floor. The blue spirit of the beast was now slowly dissolving into the air like sparkles of lig





