Soletaraon.

Judging solely by its scale, Andromeda undertook a construction project so immense that it would not have been out of place in the annals of the Empire of Stars.

She excavated every last fragment of the ruined imperial palace of the Ancient Empire—every broken foundation stone, every half-burned tree, every handful of soil—and sifted it all in search of Kyrie’s body.

But no body was ever found.

“Your Highness.”

All they discovered were the shattered remains of the crystalline holy sword near the summit of a low mountain overlooking the lake.

“Drain that lake.”

“Pardon? I believe I misheard you.”

“I said drain it and dig out every last bit of mud!”

The Grand Prince Regent of Astreos understood rationally.

If they had failed to find him after all this, there was a high likelihood they truly never would.

But the Grand Prince Regent of Astreos stood at the head of those who did not do what seemed possible, but...

Chapter 260

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