Chapter 89: Letters, Lightnings, and Invitations
Noah reappeared in his room, the warmth of reality slipping back into his skin. Without wasting a second, he sank into his bed, exhaling deeply. He needed a moment—not for rest, but to organize his mind.
His meeting with Laeh had changed things.
Majorly.
Now, thanks to the will of the world itself, he had vital information: the identities of the remaining champions.
He ran a hand through his hair, speaking softly to himself.
"So the elf… a hidden member of the royal family. And the beastman… their queen. The mother of Ray and Domy."
A smile tugged at his lips.
How… intriguing.
"As for the demons, they don't have a champion," he muttered, eyes gleaming. "That's why they're courting me. Trying to draw me in."
That made it simpler. Knowing what your enemy wanted before the game even started was a massive advantage.
