Michael Taylor
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“How does it feel getting violated like this?” Lawrend asked. He felt up her soft and protruding button. “Y-You…” Ember was breathless. She was angry, ashamed, and fearful at the same time. “Do you know that I love my family the most? I would do anything to keep them safe,” Lawrend slowly said. “That doesn’t justify touching my nipple against my will! Pervert! Deviant! Degenerate!” Ember threw a slurry of curses at him. “Would you rather get tortured? I have not tortured anyone,…-
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“…” Lawrend was silent after seeing Ember’s dead body. He didn’t know how to explain this to the Ignis Clan. Would they let him go, or would they kill him? “Fufufufu. You can punish me as much as you want later, Master. I had to do it because she endangered Sister Aleshia’s baby!” Aezel declared. Aleshia took Zio from Aezel’s arms and cradled him gently. She smiled, and it was like a thousand flowers bloomed around her. It was the purest smile of a mother. Lawrend’s heart melted…
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“Stay here and take care of the others. Let Master know!” Aezel replied. She didn’t wait for her response and flew after Ember. She almost looked like lightning as she disappeared from their view. “Bitch, where are you going!” Aezel roared. Ember was shocked at her speed. Her legs turned into flames and sped up. She couldn’t fully turn into flame, or Zio in her embrace would fall to death. “You’re not going anywhere!” Aezel shouted. She approached closer and closer. She was 10 meters…
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“I don’t believe that there aren’t other descendants that threaten the position of Clan Head from you,” Lawrend said. “I don’t need your help!” Ember replied fiercely. “Really? If that is so, then I will just watch as you lose the fight for the Clan Head position,” Lawrend replied calmly. “Threaten me as much as you want. I will be the Clan Head!” Ember shouted. “You are confident, huh. You can approach me if you change your mind,” Lawrend said and dropped the…
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“Can you stop holding my hand?” Ember coldly asked. She wasn’t blushing or any other emotion that one would expect to come from a beauty like her. She only constantly exuded a powerful disdain and arrogance that looked down on the world. “Do you promise that you will behave?” Lawrend asked. “Hmph. Why would I listen to you?” She swung her head away and snorted. “I defeated you once. I can defeat you twice,” Lawrend calmly replied. “Huhhhh? Do you really think that you’re so…
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“Haaaaaahhhh!” Ember made some hand signs and released a palm attack toward him. A small fire phoenix flew and hit his finger. Something bizarre happened. Red tendrils crawled through the body of the fire phoenix, and a small gust of wind blew its ashes away. “Impossible!” Ember exclaimed. Not only her. The mages in the capital were shocked. “That was made purely of mana! The Combat Maid Harem King burnt it to ashes!” “I didn’t know fire can burn fire!” Lawrend himself was…
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“Your Majesty, someone from the Ignis Clan is waiting for you in the guest room,” Verkoli said through the door. Lawrend stopped practicing magic and opened his eyes. The fire and lightning phenomenon around him disappeared, and he stood up. He left the throne room and headed to the guest room with Verkoli. Soon, they arrived in front of the door. He calmed himself and prepared for the worst. As soon as he opened the door, he was stunned. A beautiful lady sat on the soft sofa and stared at him…
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“His name is Lawrend. I’m looking for him under the orders of the Ancestor,” the fiery lady responded. Her tone was one with no compromise. She would either see him or fight Rendal. “Young Lady, what are you talking about?” Rendal asked. He couldn’t understand what she was talking about. Lawrend never told him anything about the origin of the Rubrignis Clan. “I can smell the blood of the Ignis Clan in your body. Lawrend is a powerful descendant of your clan. You can’t fool me,” the…
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Bright red plumes of fire revolved around Lawrend’s body. There were tiny golden snakes traveling around it. This phenomenon was a result of Lawrend’s newfound understanding. It wouldn’t be long before he would be able to fuse the two. “Fire and Lightning magic fused together…” Verkoli stared at Lawrend with wide-open jaws. He thought that Lawrend couldn’t become more genius, but he proved him wrong. “They are not fused together. I’m still not at that step yet,” Lawrend replied with…
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Lawrend’s confidence shocked the trio. “Master, are you sure about this?” Aezel asked solemnly. Aezel was assigned as his protector. If he died in battle, she wouldn’t be able to forgive herself. She would rather take another route instead of fighting the Blumin Emperor head-on. “I’m sure. I will leave everything to Verkoli and to all of you while I perfect my magic,” Lawrend said. “I understand, Master.” Aezel made up her mind. She would support him to the very end. No matter what…
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