Chapter 88
Cherished By Seven Sisters
Cherished By Seven Sisters +10 pearls Chapter 88 The Truth That bicycle became no different from any other bicycle on the street.
Huh? What the⦠Why isnât it able to go fast like before? Does it really only respond to its owner?
After several failed attempts, Kyril had no choice but to give up on the bicycle.
Little did he know, that bicycle was actually a magical item that required the input of life energy in order to perform those amazing feats. Without life energy, it was no different than an ordinary bicycle.
The two girls found themselves crushing on Emrys even harder when they saw that.
So, only Mr. Lund is capable of riding that bicycle at such high speeds! Oh, my goodness! His charm is to die for!Clang!
They were snapped out of their dreamy state when the sound of a bronze bell echoed throughout Mount Celestial.
âSaint Yellowbeard is about to start reciting the prayers! Letâs get a move on!â Kyril called out to them while looking at the monastery above the mountain.
âYeah! Since youâre here, why donât you listen to it with us?â Charlotte asked while tugging at Emrysâ
arm.
An icyâcold glint flashed past Emrysâ eyes as he nodded at her.
Lance is the only one among these people who isnât exuding demonic energy. That means they only got it after listening to Saint Yellowbeardâs prayers. Letâs see who Saint Yellowbeard really is!
An old man in traditionalâlooking robes could be seen sitting crossâlegged with his eyes closed in the old monastery atop the mountain.
His most prominent feature was his long, yellowish beard.
So, thatâs why they call him Saint Yellowbeard, huh?
Emrys noticed something was off about Saint Yellowbeard the moment he laid eyes upon the man.
Unlike other friars, the energy that Saint Yellowbeard exuded was dark and sinister.
Of course, Emrys was the only one there who could sense that.
Everyone else around him was practically worshipping Saint Yellowbeard as though he were a deity!
Saint Yellowbeard slowly opened his eyes moments later and said, âEveryone, please be seated.â
His voice seemed to carry a hypnotic effect on people that calmed them all down.