John Miller
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"Yes…" Mon-Tu-Casha nodded, panting a little as her Godly Energy flow was somewhat disorganized due to all the attacks. All the injuries riddling her vanished as she glared at Krune. "You're… Krune, the Maggot God that killed my older brother." "I only needed the confirmation." Krune snorted in response before asking solemnly, "Your dad… will he be sad upon your death?" "What will you do upon finding that?" Mon-Tu-Casha glared at her opponent, tensing up in response. …-
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“So, tell me, what did you find?” “Your Lordship, this is all the information our troops have been able to gather.” Late at night, a few candlelights flickered, casting shadows over three men. One was Count Graham, seated behind his office desk. Next to him stood Grand Commander Leopold, ever vigilant, staring intently at the third man who was presenting some papers to the lord. It was immediately apparent that the Count was in a bad mood, and it was due to the thinness of the papers he was being…-
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“Kya~ It’s a kitty!” A woman’s voice was heard and was accompanied by words of protest. “Young lady, unhand me this instant! I am not a common house cat! I am a Reputable professor and Rune Mage!” The person in question was Arion, and he was in the process of having his head petted. Despite his loud protests, this didn’t deter his tormentor, Lobelia the half-elf. She had noticed a floating cat approaching and was instantly smitten by the small, cute creature. It didn’t matter that this…
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“Is she alright?” Roland asked his sister as Robert was escorted out of the courtroom. Their mother had just passed out after hearing that her only son was trying to get himself killed. Lucienne shook her head as she wasn’t in a better state and quickly asked her older brother about what was going on. “Was that really the best choice? Can Robert win?” “It depends on a few things and how fast we can create the first prototype…” “A prototype?” Lucienne was confused and had no idea…
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“Any word from father?” “I’m sorry my dear, your father is a busy man, I’m sure he would be here if he could but…” “I understand…” Two people were talking in front of a large chamber door. One was an older woman, who concealed her age beneath a layer of thick makeup. The other was a younger girl with similar features - her daughter, Lucienne. Not far behind them stood a lone man shrouded in mystery, his identity unknown to everyone except the daughter and her elder brother, whom they…
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‘That’s quite the sum, not something you’d offer to just anyone. Could the Count be desperate to resolve this quietly? or does he just wish to build a new bridge to the institute?’Roland stood before his current enemy, Count Graham De Vere. What he saw was unexpected but not unusual. Bribery from nobles was nothing new; it was just part of how they operated. However, even though the stack of royal coins was there, Roland didn't expect to receive any of them directly. Graham was a shrewd man and was…
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Roland's eyes widened as the claws stopped inches from his face, crackling against the barrier of dense mana. The tension in the air was palpable, and for a moment, all movement ceased. The inn's walls seemed to close in around them, the few onlookers too stunned to react.Hadley, the maid-knight, stood poised like a coiled spring and ready to pounce at any moment. Her eyes locked on Roland’s helmet which was glowing. He knew that she was probably a trained knight and bodyguard but he had underestimated…
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“Robert, are you awake? Quickly, lie down! What do you think you’re doing?” “Mother, I’m fine…” “No, you certainly are not! I’ve seen all those wounds! If it weren’t for the good sir from the Institute, you could have been dead by now! Did you even thank him? Quick, lower your head, you foolish child!” “Uh… It’s fine, madam. I’ll excuse myself…” Roland stood there in front of his stepmother, concealing his true identity from her. To her, he was just a representative…
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“Don’t worry… I’ll protect you…” “...” “Mmmmm…” “If you don’t get off me, I swear I will punch you in the face…” Roland's voice was firm, yet tinged with exasperation. His brother was currently draped over him, eyes closed and murmuring sweet nothings in his sleep. Robert’s face was just inches from Roland’s, his breath warm and steady as he leaned closer, unaware of his surroundings. “Big Brother Roland, don’t do that, Robert is still injured!” “The elixir…
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“What’s the meaning of this? Grand Knight Commander” Roland looked up at the Grand Knight Commander, Leopold, who stood like an immovable mountain, his sword drawn but not yet hostile. Leopold’s stern eyes bore into Roland’s who would not be intimidated. "The Counts have decided that you should remain here for now, Professor Wayland. Once they are done discussing the matter, you will be called. You are to remain here and wait.” There were no explanations as to why he was to stay here but…
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