Silavin
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“I’m sorry, but I don’t think it will be fine.” However, the Mage interrupted this heartwarming brotherly conversation. Arsene was a naturally suspicious person. No matter who he encountered, he seldom gave his heart away easily. It was a habit that was not quite a habit he had since childhood. Because of this, Arsene had never placed blind faith in anyone or anything, not even in a single Spell Formula. Some people liked such an Arsene, saying he was meticulous,…-
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The same bronze-colored curly hair. The same round eyes with bluish gray pupils. Their appearance was such that anyone would think they were siblings, yet no one could harbor such suspicions. One was the Third Prince’s attendant, and the other was the Lesser Duchess, who would come to lead the one and only Ducal Family in Cyries. Originally the second son of the Siegfried Ducal Family but now the eldest son, Siroian was known to not step a single foot outside the mansion, having…
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A sword made by a melting down meteorite. A dark-colored sword that reflects no light at all due to the uniqueness of its material. *Kwang! Kagagang! * And a silver sword that sparkled so brightly it could reflect every strand of hair of the one facing it. If Plants’ sword contained the night, then Dmirea’s sword seemed to contain the midday sun. If one were to find a commonality between these two completely different swords, it would have to be their weight.…
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The back of her head felt like it was shrinking. Dmirea briefly regretted it. Since this was a meeting with the King, she had worn a neat white shirt and pants with a short black jacket. On top of that, she had done her hair up in a tidy updo to look more polished. Because of this, she could not tell if the stiffness prickling at her scalp came from the braid and updo she had forced into her short hair, or from the burgeoning killing intent that seemed to belong to…
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How many times a day did he say this word, ‘Crazy’? When he told Kalian to go to Wilhelm Hall alone and received a simple ‘yes’ with nothing else as a reply, Plants should have anticipated something like this would happen. ‘I’m not angry because they drank and caused trouble.’ ‘I know.’ At that time, Plants clearly said ‘I know.’ Kalian asked what he knew, and Plants did not answer. ‘I’ll teach you.’ From the moment he said those…
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It felt like getting a hangover when he had never had one. Arsene shook his throbbing head from side to side. Then he looked at each of the thirteen Mages standing before him one by one. They called it an Order, but it was only fifty people at most. Compared to the scale Kalian had in mind, it was laughably insufficient. No, calling it insufficient would be an understatement. This was just the beginning stage, wasn’t it? Yet Arsene had failed to properly manage the mere…
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White, slender fingers folded with precision. Whether it was because the sword held in those hands was more special than any famous blade in this world, or because Syspanian’s Blessing extended its influence even to such places, those still-growing pale hands bore neither scars nor calluses. Those hands, which seemed as if they had never touched even muddy water, let alone thick blood, quietly rose up. Red eyes that he himself considered blood-colored while others called them ruby-colored…
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He had forgotten for a moment. When ‘he’ returned the dinner knife with blood dripping from ‘his’ hands. When ‘he’ spoke in that uniquely elegant manner, saying ‘he’ was the one who broke Gray’s back. And when he realized why ‘he’ had brought down Heisia Palace. “Well, this is…” That younger brother, Kalian, opened his mouth with eyes that truly could not believe it. So, Plants looked at that Kalian without hiding his irritated expression.…
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Kalian has none or maybe once. And Plants would be about three times. That was the number of times they could exercise patience at once. Of course, it would not always be the same, but roughly speaking, that would be about right. “Why are you suddenly telling me not to come?” *Ha…* A broken breath escaped from Plants’ mouth. It was because of that bastard who never just says ‘yes’ to anything at once. He really wanted to do something about that crazy…
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