

Cherub Langitan
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Novels by Cherub Langitan

THE TRASH PRINCE'S SYSTEM
Kasai Tadahisa, a handsome yet ordinary Japanese engineer who lived somewhere in Tokyo, died of overwork, and got reincarnated as a trashy third prince of Thaloria Kingdom, Third Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria, in a mediavel world filled with knights and witches. However, he finds out he has a System that lets him access all modern blueprints from his previous life. He finds himself exiled by his father Alexander Cain Thaloria to the distant Frostmark Province, neglected by corrupt, negligent officials, and often overrun by wild shadow beasts and raiders from neighboring kingdoms. Will he take advantage of his System and turn the situation around?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 40: CIVIL WAR CINDERS
With King Alexander Thaloria, his entire royal Kingsguard and his entire Royal Council nowhere to be seen in the royal capital of Thaloria City, the entire Thaloria kingdom is in a sense of unease. Houses Blackmoor, Storm, Topwells, Caelora, Seafyre, Krakenfell, Dragonfyre, Solara, and Hamilton each readied their forces for what they expected is a civil war to come in the next following days. House Blackmoor started to train its famed paladins, consisting of men at arms, dames and knights from Houses directly under House Blackmoor, even household dames and household knights bearing the last name of Blackmoor. Their Holy Mages prepared for war, training with their Holy Attack Spells in the training grounds. Even the Holy Hawks, and other Holy Beasts under House Blackmoor are being readied. House Solara, long known for their Venom mancers did the same, amassing their swords and spears near the borders of House Hamilton, accompanied by their vennomancers, who are said to kill their
Last Updated: 2025-07-02
Chapter: CHAPTER 39: A BANQUET GONE WRONG
The 115th Grand Thalorian Tourney is finally coming to an end. In the quiet hum of the hot afternoon in Thaloria City, cooks are busy preparing for the final banquet for the lords and ladies of major Houses all over Thaloria to dine upon later that night. The departure of House Caelora, and even that of Frostmark Province before the final feast raised a few eyebrows and a few hushed murmurs amongst the remaining lords, ladies, knights, dames, and commoners who are either wealthy or middle class, but none amongst them knew the true reasons why the two Provinces suddenly packed up and returned for home, without so much as a by-your-leave from the Crown Prince and the King. Not that Second Prince Theron Valeheart Thaloria, and Third Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria needed permission. Both princes are wild, unpredictable firebrands in their own right, more like their grandfather than their father King Alexander, who is deliberate and calculated, while the two princes are wanton, wild, did a
Last Updated: 2025-07-02
Chapter: CHAPTER 38: STARHAVEN-SHADOWVALE NAVAL BATTLE AFTERMATH
The morning after the great battle between Starhaven and Shadowvale Kingdoms dawned with skies cloaked in haze and the air reeking of ash, seawater, and magic. The waves, once a theatre of chaos and death, now lapped gently against the ruined hulls of sunken warships and floating debris. Crimson feathers and shards of enchanted blackwood drifted across the sea like ghostly relics. High above, no Phoenix soared, and no shadow bird cried. The sky finally fell silent.Captain Adam Hook stood on the charred deck of his flagship, the Celestial Pirate, and watched the horizon with his good eye. The other had been scorched in the battle, now covered with a black silk patch. His coat, once dashing and flamboyant, hung tattered from his frame, singed by fire and ripped by wind. Yet his stance is unbroken."We lost forty ships," he muttered to himself, his voice rough from smoke. "Forty brothers and sisters to the deep."Behind him, his first mate, Lucy Ross, nodded grimly. "Aye, but we made 'e
Last Updated: 2025-07-02
Chapter: CHAPTER 37: THE MELEE FINALS
“ Blackmoor Province. Frostmark Province. Who amongst the two shall prevail, and become the grand champion in this melee? Let the finals begin! “ The announcer announced into the crystal voice amplifier, while standing above the melee grounds to the sounds of wild cheering, but the cheers died down when everyone, from the noble dames, lordlings and knights, down to the commoners noticed something amiss. The sun rose, but it cast no warmth on the final day of the 115th Grand Thalorian Tourney. It felt as if a cold chill of winter frost got into everyone's bones and nerves, despite the sweltering heat in Thaloria City. The melee arena, a crucible of legends, had been cleared of yesterday’s ice, ash, and bloodless carnage. But the air is wrong. Too quiet. Too still. The crowd packed into the marble coliseum noticed it, too. The air didn’t thrum with tension. It recoiled in silent dread.The final melee had begun.On one side: House Blackmoor, champions of divine wrath, armored in ho
Last Updated: 2025-07-02
Chapter: CHAPTER 36: THE ARCHERY FINALS
The air is thick with tension, the taste of copper and incense lingering from the spells that had sealed the arena minutes before. The sky above the Archery Fields of Thaloria are washed in gold and purple light, and the crowd gathered in breathless silence. This is not a contest of arrows anymore. It is a battle of wills.The Archery Finals of the 115th Grand Thalorian Tourney has begun.Two competitors. One from fire. One from frost. Lady Nelaessa of House Seafyre, daughter of flame and fury, stood tall in her crimson leathers, blindfold already drawn across her eyes. Her dragonbone bow, pulsing faintly with embers, rested easily in her hand.Across the range, the mysterious Frostmark sniper, now openly nicknamed the Grey Ghost, stood without ceremony, his own blindfold tied with a precise, military knot. Thin, unassuming, and silent as always. No sigil on his person. No banner. Only the faint glint of polished lenses hidden behind the cloth of his blindfold, two perfect holes stitc
Last Updated: 2025-07-02
Chapter: CHAPTER 35: THE FINAL JOUSTS
“ And now, we shall commence the final joust of the 115th Grand Tourney. Crown Prince Alaric Vaelen Blackmoor-Thaloria Vs Third Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria. Who shall dominate in the finals? Let the finals begin. “The announcer says through a magical amplifier device which cuts through the wild cheers of the crowd. On one end of the lists, Crown Prince Alaric Vailtair Thaloria rode a swift and powerful white coarser enchanted with Holy Magic, wearing an armor that is also barded with Holy Magic. His lance is made of high grade spruce painted on white, the finest, and also the costliest wood available on the market. His shield is made from highly refined white willow, and reinforced with high-grade iron blessed by the Holy Mages. The Crown Prince, regal and proud, quartered the sigil of House Thaloria, an ever watchful golden owl with a crown on top of its head, perched atop a tree with lush verdant fields and vibrant waters below, with that of House Blackmoor, a majestic and awe
Last Updated: 2025-07-02
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