Chapter 5: Heat Stones
During the past few days, Blackstone Town became lively. Despite the falling snow, people were frequently seen outside their homes, harvesting the poisonous weeds on the ground. Since those plants were ubiquitous, fighting over them rarely happened except in some isolated circumstances.
As Lark looked through the window of his room in the mansion, he felt a sense of satisfaction. After learning that he was the lord of this territ...
2018-10-02 07:24:59 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 4: Poison Cloud
The news about the free wheat porridge provided by the young master stirred up the citizens of Blackstone Town. According to the servants he sent, the noble from the Marcus Family was going to distribute free food to everyone in the city. All they need to do was go to the mansion and receive it personally.
When Loevar heard of this, he immediately dismissed the news. That young master was an arrogant and condescending noble, eve...
2018-10-02 07:24:23 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 3: A Solution to Hunger
“Lark Marcus,” he mumbled. Evander liked the sound of his new name. At the very least, his parents have good naming sense.
Currently, Lark was inside a carriage heading towards his mansion. Through the window, he was able to see the small town. The houses resembling mud clays were haphazardly built in all directions. The streets were covered with snow, creating a white background.
In the Magic Empire, this plac...
2018-10-02 07:23:45 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 2: Acting Skills
Evander flicked a finger and five orbs of light appeared above his head, clearly illuminating the chamber with an azure glow. In front of him, a small mirror made of water magic appeared. Evander stared at the figure reflected. Short silver hair, blue eyes, ivory skin. Although tattered, his clothes appeared gaudy, with golden patterns embroidered on the chest. The frills at the hem reminded Evander of dresses usually worn by women.<...
2018-10-02 07:23:11 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 1: Evander Alestaer
Who would have known that Evander Alestaer, the so-called Arch Magus, would die not on the battlefield but from a curse? Over a dozen disciples of Evander surrounded him on his deathbed, their eyes breaming with tears.
“Teacher! You’ve promised me that after I become a Royal Court Magician, you’ll tell me the secret of the Void History!” said a young girl wearing a white robe. “You can’t die! You’ve promised!...
2018-10-02 07:21:09 +0000 UTC
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