Chapter 338: The Blue-Haired Attacker {TL: By Creed} The man was so tall that you had to look up at him. He might have been over two meters in height. He was heavily muscular, his body trained to the absolute limit. And yet, that tightly honed physique spoke of a veteran warrior who had survived countless battles. The greatsword strapped to his back. It was as enormous as the man himself, so massive that my own sword looked like a child’s toy in comparison. More than anything else, what stood out was his blue hair. Blue like the sky, clear like water. It was so beautiful that one could find themselves mesmerized by it. "You are...?" Shielding Aisha and the others behind me, I drew my sword. "So you are Fate Steart." The man’s voice was as cold as ice. And yet, there was neither hostility nor killing intent within it. It was as if he felt nothing toward us at all... As though he did not hold even the slightest interest in us. "And those over th...