Stepping Up Is Not My Cup Chapter 477

The capital of the Iron Kingdom, the city after the snow was caressed by the cold wind, quiet and solemn.

In this world covered in silver, a lonely figure appeared at the edge of the city.

He was a warrior, wearing heavy armor and a hooded cloak, quietly waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guest.

His face was red from the cold wind, but his eyes were firm and deep. The bone-chilling cold wind could not shake his inner determination.

There was an exquisite long sword hanging around his waist, the scabbard was inlaid with delicate patterns, and his name was engraved on the hilt - Samurai Sword.