Silavin
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13
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2,809
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5.2 M
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The ones who attacked Kalian were Warriors of the Great Dunes. The ones who came looking for Euria now were just people. It does not matter whether they’re from Cyries or Secritia, or people from Tansyll or Liberen. As long as they were not Warriors of the Great Dunes, their individual combat power was nothing much to consider, and that was all that matters. “Kid, just catch five of them.” “Understood.” “Don’t get too close to them. You’ll die…-
606.0 K • Ongoing
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It was just as Kalian had said. It could be something that wasn’t difficult, or it could be something that was difficult. Honoring Freya as Queen itself was not a difficult matter. Currently, Rmain did not have another Queen, and naturally, Rmain was the only one who had the authority to proceed with such a matter. “Are you speaking sincerely?” “I am sincere.” At the immediate response, Rmain let out a short breath. He had guessed that this sudden…
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606.0 K • Ongoing
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The spring breeze was magnificent in itself. Using Hina’s expression, it gave the feeling of ‘sunlight powder carried in the wind’. The spring breeze, neither harsh like winter, nor stifling like summer, nor melancholy like autumn, was truly magnificent in itself. The rose fragrance carried on the wind reached all the way to the terrace. “It seems I’m receiving my own words back.” Randel had said this, recalling his own words from some time ago when he told…
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606.0 K • Ongoing
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* * * Just like Bern. It was something that should not exist, yet it had appeared in a time when it could not have existed and in a place where it should not be in. In a fragmented, incomplete state. Yes, just like Bern. It would have been better not to see it. Not knowing would have been a hundred, a thousand times better. He wanted to know why Arcus Tempus had moved, who had moved it and for what purpose. He pursued it. He never wanted to face Arcus…
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606.0 K • Ongoing
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Very fragrant, slightly sweet, and moderately bitter. The taste of the cake, which combined bergamot-scented black tea leaves and grapefruit with both sweetness and bitterness, was like that. It was very fragrant, then slightly sweet, then moderately bitter. That mixture seemed somehow quite fitting for Randel, yet also somehow completely unfitting, Kalian thought. Randel was that complex a person, after all. The room, which contained nothing but furniture and books, was quiet. It…
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606.0 K • Ongoing
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There were six Sword Masters on the continent, well, effectively only five. And just three Seventh-Circle Mages. A sparring match between two individuals from these rare ranks had long been something to avoid. It truly should have been avoided at all costs. Of course, Allan had merely played along appropriately with Kalian’s attacks, but Kalian was different. He faced Allan with all his might, pouring out every bit of Aura he possessed. “Thank you, Master.” The results…
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606.0 K • Ongoing
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That afternoon. ‘Please spare me some time after you finish your work today, Master.’ Until Allan heard these words from Kalian, who had come directly to his office, he hadn’t given it much thought. ‘If you need me, I’ll follow you out right now.’ So he had answered like this. But what work could Rmain passed on that could be more important than Kalian? Allan had always lived with this kind of mindset. But Kalian only shook his head. ‘To…
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606.0 K • Ongoing
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*Knock, knock.* In truth, every time she knocked, she had a small dilemma. If someone inside asked ‘Who is it?’, she wouldn’t be able to answer. But today she knew there would be no one inside, so she didn’t have such worries. Of course, one might ask why she would knock if no one was there, but even if a place was empty, it was Hina’s firm belief that one shouldn’t carelessly enter a Prince’s room. As expected, there was no sound responding to her knock.…
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606.0 K • Ongoing
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He disliked strong fragrances. It reminded him of Reunieri Flower and suddenly made him feel sick. It had been like that since some time long ago, so long that he couldn’t even remember if it was a few years ago. The intensity of covering everything around with its own scent was so revolting that he hated anything with an overpowering fragrance. Whether it was truly disgust or a rebellion to cover up the opposite emotion, Plants did not bother to distinguish. He just disliked it.…
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606.0 K • Ongoing
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