Emily White
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The arena is in disorder. A candidate is poisoned. Healers in green robes arrive. She is breathing erratically. Her pulse is irregular. The poison is spreading rapidly inside her body. The head healer feeds her an antidote. He has no idea if it works. The poison of Dhath is not from their realm. When her complexion does not improve, he picks up another vial to feed her. "Why are you feeding her a wrong medicine?" Lideon Sepher leisurely walks to them. "If you feed her more, it will give her tremendous…-
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Lideon Sepher is watching me. It must be his doing. Technically, my turn should be last because of my performance in the first round. Kyo's turn should be first. I have no complaints. If I go first, Kyo can get ideas on how to defeat a spirit. "Are you prepared?" The official asks with some concern. "Yes." Even if I am not, it's not like I can say so. "Do you have any weapon?" "No." It's against to rule to carry one to the competition areas. A cage is carried to the arena. Inside the cage, white…
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Deia Parisa has been waiting at the reception area of the inn since dawn. She doesn't want Kresi to disappear suddenly. Good things are predictable. Bad things happen without any notice. The receptionist arrives and takes her seat. Most of the candidates aren't awake yet. The inn owner is preparing breakfast. The scent of tea and toast is lingering in the air. "Do you know where Kresi Dunebard is staying?" Deia can't resist asking. "That candidate?" The receptionist remembers the name because Kresi is…
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After finishing the meatballs and roaming around a bit, we return to the inn. I am exhausted. Kyo looks sleepy. Deia is strangely too energetic. Deia is staying with his sister. She is reluctant to go to her sister's room. She leaves after taking a promise from me that I will leave only after meeting her. "You are from Milegia?" The receptionist asks me for confirmation. "Yes." Kyo is slightly leaning on my right shoulder He is half asleep. I can't carry him on my back like I used to. He is too big and…
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The capital of Prath is not much different than the capital of Milegia. The weather is cold and dry. The three moons in the sky are hanging in the three directions. Maybe, the stars are brighter here. The streets are smooth with painted runes that are just for the show. After walking for a while, we reach a street full of vendors and stalls. The scent of food makes my stomach grumble. The food is delicious in this world. "Try that shop." Deia points at a meatball stall. "I have eaten here before. It's…
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"Are you sure that it is that person?" Amelia Parisa, the fifteen years old younger sister of Deia Parisa, asks her with an emotionless tone. Earlier, her sister has left no means to embarrass her. But, she is used to it. Her family is also used to it. It doesn't surprise her anymore that her sister would clutch onto someone's legs and beg. But, one cannot abandon blood. "It is, Ami." Deia's eyes are fixed on Kresi. The marks that can't be erased? What a wonderful name! She is right about this girl.…
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Lideon Sepher raises his brow. "What is his rank?" "His rank..." I glance at Mogrok. Spirit and spirit beasts are divided into three tiers. Spirits are a pure form of ehr with consciousness. Spirit beasts are beasts with the ability to channel the ehr. There are three tiers. The top tier creatures are called Dema. Dema is too powerful to form a contract with. The difference between any two-tier is too much. Mogrok belongs to mid-tier. His rank is one. "...I can't say." This is a lower realm. Everyone…
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What do you do when a stranger says cliche romantic things to you? I would have liked it better if it was a guy who said those things to me. I agree with Mogrok on his one. This girl is weird. She is a gorgeous girl, but something is wrong with her head. She is saying that she has been waiting for me and she wants to become my friend. I have never seen her before. I wouldn't forget someone like her if I had met her before. "I can speak the language of the spirits. I can also see the future." The blonde…
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In the corner, the girl with blonde hair and oval face scrutinizes the crowd with her narrow violet eyes. A total of fourteen candidates are here to take part in the competition this year - eight from Prath, two from Pire, and five are from her country including her younger sister. There is no one from Milegia here. She looks down at the sketches in her hand. She can't find a single person who looks like this person. If she is wrong this time, her fate is sealed. Her younger sister, Amelia Parisa,…
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Lady Dunebard is the happiest person among us after hearing the news. Even I, who have been waiting to get out of this boring place for a year, do not share her excitement. For several years, the school hasn't sent anyone to the competition. This year, three persons are going. Two of them are from her house. "Kresi, my daughter." She runs in my direction to hug me. I step away, letting her fall on the ground. The servants look away and keep their expressions neutral. I have never seen them showing any…
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