Silavin
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13
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Euria was a neat person. She was neat in making decisions and cutting things off, neat in exchanging words and understanding things, and neat with Magic too. Of course, if someone saw forty charred corpses, they might question whether Euria’s standard of neatness was ‘cleanly striking lightning that neatly burns and kills everyone without a single survivor,’ but regardless, Euria’s Magic was neat. Since Euria was such a person, her reflection was also neat. She did…-
606.0 K • Ongoing
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It was quiet. After a battle ended, the same consistent silence always settled in. It was so quiet that one might wonder if this was truly the same place where lightning had struck and water columns had shot up just moments before. In the midst of such quietness, Allan’s eyes fell upon Euria as he looked around. This was after he had heard an explanation of what had transpired up until now. At that gaze which continued wordlessly, Euria, who had been standing quietly, slightly…
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A fragrance rose from the transparent purple lavender tea. Though Plants had never seen one before, he thought that the flower called lavender would probably have the same color as this tea. ‘I thought it might help calm your mind, so I prepared this, Your Majesty.’ This was the tea that Grand Chamberlain Raul had set down with these words after hearing that Kalian had arbitrarily left the palace. He did not know how much help this flower called lavender would be for peace of…
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The forest that had been full of green was now immersed in deep ashen darkness. It was a season with unusually many blue stars, but the deep and dense forest did not show even a single piece of the open sky. The sky would barely reveal itself between the leaves and appear only for a moment, then repeatedly disappear again, hidden by the swaying of leaves facing the wind. At that moment, a blue shooting star fell, leaving a short afterimage. But there was no one here who could murmur a wish…
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Kalian said nothing. In the great forest on the path to the Believer, there are Mages and birds, and ‘they’ who include the Deniers, have gone searching for the birds. The believer referred to Tansyll, and the denier referred to the Wolves of the Great Dunes. Kalian, who had confirmed the riddle-like contents written on the letter with his lips pressed tightly shut, handed it to Plants instead of burning the paper. Then, he leaped straight over the terrace and left. Before…
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‘Do not provoke the Mages and return to the nest.’ Among the guidelines given to Secritia’s spies, there is such a saying. Whether it be a fight, an argument, or simple conversation, the instruction was to stay away from Cyries’ Mages first and think later. If one were to ask why specifically only Cyries’ Mages should not be dealt with, the reason could be found in the unique tendencies of Cyries Mages. The Magic powerhouse Liberen, and Secritia where there were many…
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“Any contact?” Kalian, who had gotten off the small carriage moving within the Royal Palace, asked Merlin, the maid who had come out to greet him. The new Baron who had received the territory of the deceased Baron Howlpin, mentioned by Rmain at a recent meeting, had come to the Royal Palace to pay his respects. Although it held little significance within the Royal Palace, it was Sunday, a holiday, and it was rather late to enter the Royal Palace. However, following Rmain’s wish to…
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And on top of that, to tell him to be greedy. He was not young enough not to understand what his younger brother, who surely had more experience in life, was trying to say. Since he had said he would live, it meant he should try actually living instead of just breathing. So, it was a matter he could have just acknowledged appropriately and moved on from, but Plants was not in the mood to respond so graciously right now. If his attendant, Rerik, had said such things, he would have…
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Three glasses of beer. The Arsene remembered up to that point. And from the moment he took a sip of his fourth drink, he could not remember anything. “Oh. That’s exactly when you froze the french fries.” Euria added. The Mage who occasionally let his guard down tried to assess the situation and asked. “I’m sorry. Did I perhaps make a mistake?” “You froze the french fries.” He froze the french fries and talked a bit too much. Arsene…
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