Mary Miller
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'Welcome to the Veiled Continent, Demon Lord Mursiel. You are currently in the Enchanted Forest, Territory of the Wood Elf Hazelleaf.' A pillar of hellfire and brimstone came down from the heavens. It burned. An endless tornado of raging and merciless flames that turned the part of the forest where he landed into ash and dust, everything was consumed— "Can you stop the firestorm, Jilanya?" A Wood Elf sighed as he leaned back against one of the tree trunks. Their long hair was currently pulled up in a…-
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Compared to the inns that one saw in smaller cities, villages and even the ones found in the middle of roads that one travelled to—the City of Gloria had its fair share of luxurious inns. The type of inn where the Innkeeper was at least a Level 30 compared to the ones who stayed in their Level 10s or even Level 20s. The ones Level 30 and above, these were the ones who really knew what they were doing with their Class. It could have been said that one truly succeeded when they reached that level. And the…
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Arcois. Brande. Blackthorne. Top Three Students. A random and silly fact went through Han Jing's mind in regards to student performance. People whose last names began with the first letters of the alphabet were said to excel, mostly due to them being delegated to sit in the front row when they were younger. And the letter H...well, it was the eight. So maybe it was kind of true—for his sister, at least. Although that might not have applied here—fantasy world setting and all that. Still, Han coughed…
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...And she was there. Her short golden hair swayed in the wind, with eyes like thunder as she walked towards him. Leon de Harrington gulped for a moment—and watched Xanthe walk past him. He blinked and got out of the trance. She didn't recognize him? Or she didn't want to act like she knew him? "Really not going to say anything to me?" One of the woman's eyes twitched. She approached one of the people, someone he didn't even know that much and looked down at the boy with the gauntlets. A loud sigh…
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Relationships were difficult—Timothy was aware of that. He had burned more bridges than what was necessary, but even this very hour, he wasn't given any reprieve from any of them. He was accompanied by three people. Two who were already acquainted with him and one he felt awkward around. Of course, the two weren't predisposed to the sole person who came with him. ...And Timothy had no clue why Ellynn was tagging along with him. "Are you coming with me to see, Han?" He finally asked and watched the…
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If there was one fault that could be presented in Kraelonia Academy's education system, it was this—being a high-leveled Swordsman or Mage does not mean that one is also an accomplished Professor. They had the talent, the battle experience and all the horrible trauma that goes along with being a veteran, but not the ability to teach. Unfortunately that was a lesson in and of itself. "For today's lesson, I think we should…" Professor Uriel sat down on the grass and rubbed his face. "We've all sparred…
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Sir Leon de Harrington stepped away from them and inclined his head, "And so I believe that now would be the appropriate time for you to whisper back your Class, don't you agree, Han?" The Noble finally gave them a small conspiring grin. Did the Noble use a Skill of some sort? Because he felt the need and urge to say it, but still he bit his tongue down to prevent himself from sputtering out his Class. Although there was no notification showing up that his was being used right now. Maybe the young Lord…
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Han wanted to slam his head against the walls right now—maybe, not really hard enough to kill him but just enough to knock himself out. What was he thinking that time? He had fun saying stuff that pertained to his world and maybe baffling the people when he did it, but that one thing was too close to home. Literally. Truly? But the mere fact was that— Han grabbed his head and dug his fingers into his scalp, he was stupid. An idiot. A complete buffoon. And his head throbbed along with his chest as he…
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One of the young men in the corridor was severely annoyed, and the other one they were with was having a panic attack. It was terrible enough that the upset man had started chasing after the other one in a manner that might have caused much ruckus for other Students. If only the other ones were outside and not currently in their classes—as most of the younger Students were actually in. And yet, the two were not in their classes, and more specifically, they hadn't attended it at all. Because there was…
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If there was anything that Timothy would have to credit to his frie—to Han, the guy who had forced him. Well, to the idiot that invited him to Kraelonia Academy. He had to give credit to the way that his mind worked. From throwing beer bottles at Gargoyles, running off in the city when there was trouble in the air and actually searching for him at the library. The man had his share of ideas, thoughts and things that could have driven him mad. And right now though was the complete opposite. His mind…
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