I Became A Playwright In Medieval Fantasy

Chapter 33



"No matter how sharp a blade is, it's just a tool. Depending on how it's wielded, it can become a bloodthirsty demon sword or a holy blade that protects the world."

The old woman had repeated those cryptic words with a sinister grin.

As she read Maya’s palm with her wrinkled hands, the hag had left a stern warning:

"So if you don’t want to walk the path of a cruel beast, pay attention to the precious bond that’s coming your way soon. Hehehe!"

The path of a cruel beast?

Maya scoffed internally. “If it means gaining power, I don’t mind walking that path.”

Xiang Yu from Phantom’s play had been the same as her.

The villainous Qin Empire, which had destroyed six elven kingdoms to seize power, had taken his beloved uncle, Xiang Liang, from him. And Xiang Yu had cried out in rage.

But in the end, he avenged his uncle’s death with nothing more than his sword.

He personally executed the ones responsible, brought down the entire Qin Empire, and crushed any who stood in his way, even driving his cowardly rival Liu Bang into exile in Bashu.

"So I don’t need an old, stuck-in-the-past mentor like Fan Zeng anymore."

Watching Fan Zeng, Xiang Yu’s advisor and mentor, Maya had thought back to someone else.@@novelbin@@

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