Battler season 3 chapter 1
Battler chapter 51
Battler: - Kingdom Of Battlers
Battler Season 3
The beginning journey of Battle kingdom Arc.
The sky above the sea was neither blue nor gray.
It was heavy—like something ancient was watching.
A massive ship cut through the waves, its black hull marked with the silver crest of the Battler Organization. As the ship approached the horizon, land slowly revealed itself. Towering walls of dark stone rose from the shoreline, stretching endlessly left and right. Above those walls stood colossal watchtowers, each engraved with glowing runes—old, powerful, and alive.
This was not an ordinary country.
This was Battle Kingdom.
Kenji stood at the front deck, his black coat fluttering in the wind. His eyes were fixed on the land ahead, sharp yet unreadable. The air here felt different—thicker, heavier. Even breathing felt like stepping into someone else's territory.
"So this is it…" Ryo muttered behind him, arms crossed. "The capital of Battlers."
Aiko adjusted her glasses slightly, her gaze scanning the walls, the towers, the armed figures standing motionless like statues.
"The pressure is real," she said quietly. "Every guard here feels stronger than most city-level Battlers."
Toya whistled, hands behind his head, smiling as usual.
"Heh. Guess this place doesn't welcome weaklings."
Kenji didn't respond.
But inside, something stirred.
So this is where I was born…
The ship slowed. Giant gates began to open with a deep, echoing rumble. As they passed through, dozens—no, hundreds—of Battlers lined the docks. Royal Battlers in dark armor. Organization officials in formal coats. And above them all, banners bearing the symbol of the Royal Clan Imoja.
A public welcome.
And a silent inspection.
As soon as Kenji stepped onto the stone ground, he felt it.
A gaze.
Not one. Many.
Some curious. Some hostile. Some calculating.
And one… terrifyingly calm.
High above, from a balcony carved into the royal wall, Chairman Daku stood with his hands behind his back. His old eyes narrowed slightly.
"So… he's finally here," Daku murmured.
Beside him, Kei spoke without emotion.
"Karma signature confirmed. Stable. But abnormal."
Daku's lips curved faintly.
"Just like the reports said."
The group was escorted through the city.
Battle Kingdom's capital was alive in a way no other city was. Wide streets reinforced with karma-stone. Markets where BC (Battle Currency) changed hands openly, each coin worth more than a fortune elsewhere. Battlers walked freely among civilians—Eviler hunters, assassins under strict contracts, guild representatives from across the world.
This city was built on power.
And it didn't hide it.
Ryo clenched his fists as people stared.
"They're judging us."
"They always do," Aiko replied calmly.
Kenji remained silent.
Then—
A familiar presence.
He felt it before he saw her.
At the far end of the street, surrounded by royal guards, stood Yumi Imoja.
Her silver-blue eyes met Kenji's for a brief second.
Time slowed.
The noise of the city faded.
Her expression was calm, composed—royal.
But something flickered beneath it.
Relief.
Then she turned away.
Ryo noticed.
"You know her?"
Kenji looked forward again.
"No."
But his heart didn't agree.
That night, they were given temporary residence under official observation.
Kenji stood alone on the balcony, staring at the moon hanging over the kingdom. The wind carried distant sounds of battle training, clashing steel, raw power.
"You feel it too, don't you?"
Kenji didn't turn.
Yumi stood a few steps behind him, hands folded neatly.
"This kingdom doesn't just watch Battlers," she continued softly. "It weighs them."
Kenji finally spoke.
"And decides whether to use them… or erase them."
Yumi's eyes widened slightly.
Then she smiled faintly.
"You really are dangerous."
Silence returned.
Far beneath the palace, deep underground—
A sealed chamber pulsed once.
Dark flames flickered.
Something ancient stirred.
He has returned…
And somewhere beyond the walls of Battle Kingdom, a shadow smiled.
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