Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2564

As soon as Jericho left, Alfredo's sword, Firefly, trembled in his hand, letting out a clear whistling sound. Incredibly, it flew from his hand on its own and embedded itself into the scabbard on the wall.

"Controlling a sword without touching it… That's a power only the ancient sword saints had."

Half of Alfredo's face was hidden in the shadows, his tone low and amused. "A girl like her isn't a problem. Even if he fights with one hand, it won't make a difference."

He raised his hand again and forcefully pulled at the wall.

Firefly, along with its scabbard, whooshed back into Alfredo's hand in an instant. Then, the cabin door opened on its own without any wind.

Alfredo's figure blurred like a shadow and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in the clearing in front of the cabin. After a few flickers, he disappeared into Swordheaven Keep's forest.

Without his sword, Alfredo could be killed. But with his sword in hand, no one on this land could defeat him.

This was the evaluation given by the Titan List to Alfredo, the Sword Saint, who ranked third.

It was an honor that few could ever hope to reach.

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On the rooftop of Swordhaven Keep's guest house, Valerie and Luna sat apart from each other, their faces slightly pale.

Originally, they had agreed on ground rules not to fight at Swordheaven Keep to avoid embarrassing the military. However, both women had forgotten their pact.

Just moments ago, while the two had been talking, an overwhelming presence had swept across the nearby forest. It was as if some ancient beast was crawling past in the dark.

Luna and Valerie were both experienced martial artists. Yet right now, they could not help but feel their hearts pounding.

The fearless Valerie murmured to herself, "This kind of aura... Even Dad couldn't match it. I'm afraid this must be a martial god."

Luna's lips curved into a smile, "You call Valerie crazy, so what am I?"

Andrew answered without hesitation, "A beauty, a heavenly beauty. Whoever could have you would be the happiest man in the world."

Her cheeks turned red as she pressed her lips together. "That's way too direct… and kind of cheesy. Not funny. Well, I'm going to rest now."

Though she said it was cheesy, on her way back to her room, she wore a satisfied smile.

On the rooftop, the smile on Andrew's face gradually disappeared. What remained was unspeakable gravity.

Luna and Valerie might not have been sure, but Andrew's instincts were sharper than both of theirs combined. Years ago, he had met Alfredo. The man had been as sharp as his sword, someone who drew all attention just by sitting there. Even when he was silent, no one dared to ignore him.

Alfredo was like a glowing blade, commanding the gaze of everyone in the room. And just now, that same feeling returned. It was not as cutting or dazzling this time, but it carried a depth and weight that was even more terrifying than before.