Chapter 172: Finally, Laudicia

SEVENTH MONTH OF YEAR 992. DAY OF THE TRAGEDY.

DAHLIA:

“AAhhh!”

I couldn’t bear what would happen. I closed my eyes and hoped that when I opened them, we’d still be in one piece.

I held my breath, anticipating the painful crash with the bolder Tristan had leapt into. I counted ten seconds, then twenty seconds. Realizing that we were still alive on the thirtieth second, I opened my eyes.

“We made it,” I cried a bit in relief.

“Of course,” Tristan said in a matter-of-factly tone.

Before I could congratulate him further on that awesome way of losing the Falcon Wings, a rope suddenly wounded itself around my arms, and I was immediately pulled upwards and backwards from where I was seated in Tristan’s back.

“Tristan!”

Tristan immediately growled back at me. “Samalah!”

“Shadow Rune heir, I must thank you personally for bringing the beare