Mary Miller
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"Our influence even by name is extraordinary than the likes of peasants like you. Surely you'd benefit if you actually knew how to put your greed behind and see how better it is to earn favor than dislike." "Well, some people can't help but want something—and you call it greedy?" Han slammed his hand on the table. "What's so wrong with wanting something and doing your best to go for it? If a Noble tries to get something… then nobody will probably bat an eye, but oh please stop this filthy Peasant from…-
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He could lie so easily… except truth stones and jewelry existed. Han scratched the back of his head, "Oh you know, from someone who had it pawned to them? Where else could I get something like this… certainly not from a corpse or anything that gruesome." Lady Crowel recoiled for a moment, and he earned a threatening squawk from her crow. Her singular purple eye narrowed at him, and she stood up from the chair as well. All around them, the men that she had with her looked back at them. If looks could…
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Han ate slowly and pretended to savor the food—because what else was he supposed to do when some Lady came out of nowhere and wanted him to leave with her? He was buying himself some time and deciding on what to do. He really could come with her and maybe convince the Crowel House to get him a tutor and perhaps do some solo-leveling. The idea of an extravagant life in this world offered itself to him, and it was easy enough to get caught in the reverie. Except Han was pretty sure that he was not…
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Travelling through the passage was enough to make him recount when he and the others had been underground in the library, but before Timothy could even ask about why a Student like Theodore had access to Kraelonia Academy's secret passages. The person asked a question first. "Would you mind if we make a quick stop first?" "Huh?" Theodore moved to the right and touched the walls, "I doubt that the people who are chasing after us, well you, know the Academy like the back of their hand—so let's grab…
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The dining hall in Kraelonia Academy was decorated—with a little less than two hours prior to prepare for the Crowel House's arrival, the Committee of Students were still able to furnish the high ceilings with garlands of flowers from its garden and the magical light orbs gave off a soft glow that made the banquet in the center of the hall look fit enough for a feast for a King. "Are you okay, Leon?" Lady Angelika asked. He weakly smiled, "Frankly, no." "I think we did a great job with the design. You…
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There were many things that happened all at once when Han arrived into the hallway and greeted them all with a good afternoon—the Lady turned to him and squinted her eyes. It was as if she was trying to comprehend something, but she approached at the same time that the old man behind him finally stopped chasing him down. There was a bird perched on her arm that gave Han a pointed look. Was he feeling cuckoo? He felt like he deserved a stab in the gut for that joke, even as he warily bowed to the Lady…
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Timothy Cook looked up and was soon met with the sight of the Professors and the Headmaster. He blinked and then quickly moved back to the edge of the wall, "Good morning, sirs and madams." He would let them pass through and not be a nuisance—until a caw sounded in his ear. "Ack," he was about to swat it down, but then somebody spoke up. It was a person in the center of the group, a woman that seemed to be in her early to mid twenties. Her dark hair was pulled up in a bun, and a portion of her hair…
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The Lady and Main Heir to the Noble House of Crowel arrived in Kraelonia Academy precisely an hour before the sun stood fully above the skies—that was to say, it was still morning, but the appropriate time for a visit that a banquet could also be made in her honor. Her crow, Freya, was perched on her arm as she descended from the carriage and was greeted by the sight of the esteemed Headmaster, formerly part of the party of the Hero as an Assassin of great renown. It was enough to make her skin prick…
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There were things that occupied Han's mind now that he and the others were free to do what they wished before the important Dignitary arrived—and he had focused on the item in his hand. It was Timothy's memento that the young man refused to accept because he gave it to Grandma Moe. "He's stubborn in his own way, hah." Han shook his head and placed it into his pocket. There were things that he didn't understand or comprehend right now, and one of them Timothy hiding his ability to cast a Spell. And why…
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"Haha, thank you for paying my fine, Gesth. I think they would have never let me go if you didn't explain that I was under a contract," A burly man bowed his head to an old man. The two of them headed out of Gloria's Guardsmen city headquarters doors. "I really owe it to you—" A heavy sigh escaped the old man's face, "It's deducted from your pay." "Are you serious?" "Yes." Byron tried to protest and elbowed the old man's side, "What about the memory of all our times back in the good all days?" He…
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