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Author: The Guitarist
last update2026-05-19 15:49:18

“She's crazy, Julian! I don't want the Hoke lineage, I don't want to be a hero! Take it all! Just take me to the branch family elders. I’ll sign the estate over to you, I’ll swear an oath of absolute submission to your father! Just protect me from her!"

Julian froze. He looked down at me, his chest swelling with an immense, intoxicating wave of pure, unadulterated arrogance.

The humiliation from the courtyard completely vanished from his mind, replaced by the sheer thrill of seeing his ‘pathet
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    The heavy arcanite door hadn't even creaked open more than a few inches before a blinding, golden geometric seal snapped into existence right beneath our boots.The sudden, high-pitched hum of a high-tier containment barrier vibrated through the stone floor. Before I could draw my blade or Seraphine could release her freezing mist, the space around us warped. The damp, chilly air of the artifact vault instantly vanished, replaced by the scent of expensive polished mahogany, aged parchment, and sweet jasmine tea.We didn't trip a security trap. We had been forcefully forcefully teleported.What the fuck? Who did this?"Sneaking around the restricted vaults during the mid-day recess, are we?"A calm, deeply weary voice echoed from across the room. I blinked away the flashing golden runes to find us standing right in the center of the Dean’s grand, sunlit office. The golden-haired head of the Royal Magic Academy sat behind his massive desk, casually dipping a quill into an inkwell. St

  • 21

    A second later, a soft shimmer in the air rippled, and Seraphine materialized right beside me, dissolving a low-tier concealment spell."The faculty roster was updated early this morning," she whispered, her voice a barely audible breath against the stone wall. "With Julian out of commission in the intensive care unit, his advanced combat-theory seat needed to be filled, and his personal curriculum records were moved. Only three people have the high-level clearance to bypass the noble dorm security wards to plant that scroll, and one of them is the new elite professor.""Who is he?" I asked, my eyes narrowing as we began walking down the quiet, carpeted halls of the administration building, pretending to be two students delivering paperwork."Professor Vane," Seraphine said, her expression tightening. "He’s a renowned scholar from the capital’s high magical circle who suddenly requested a transfer to the academy just last week. The timing is entirely too perfect. Right now, he’s cond

  • 20

    The Inquisitor's pupils dilated in pure, unadulterated terror as he felt the heavy, suffocating pressure of my 10% sovereign aura pinning his soul to the floorboards.Behind us, Seraphine slipped into the room, quietly closing the door and locking it with a click. She looked at the helpless Inquisitor, then down at the unconscious Julian, and finally at me."We have the room," she whispered, her crimson eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Time to see what our little loose end knows."I stepped around the trembling Inquisitor, keeping my blade pressed tightly against his throat, and used my left hand to violently slap Julian’s pale face. "Wake up, traitor. Your executioner is here."Julian’s eyelids fluttered, and his eyes snapped open. They were bloodshot, swimming with a mixture of dark purple corruption and primal panic. But as he looked up at me, there was no flash of past-life recognition. He didn’t scream the name of the Apex Sovereign. He didn't see the hero who had hunted his k

  • 19

    Lead? To what? I raised a brow.“The inquisitors,” she groaned."The inquisitors?" I murmured, my eyes narrowing into slits as a cold, calculating frost settled into my chest. "Perfect. Let’s go with it."I rolled the three high-grade midnight-blue mana stones in my hand, feeling their dense energy instantly hungry to merge with my core."Let’s be entirely clear about something, Seraphine," I said, my voice dropping into a dark, flat tone that made her smirk falter for a fraction of a second. "I have a very specific list of names. And I want every single one of them wiped off the face of this earth. But Julian? The boy in the clinic?"I stood up from the creaking inn bed, the physical exhaustion fading as my mind locked onto the tactical map of the academy."I need to know exactly what he knows," I continued, a dangerous, low rumble in my chest. "If those holy inquisitors are coming to silence him, it means he’s a loose end to them. But to me, he’s a fountain of intel. I need to eithe

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    Within three minutes, the grand branch manor had completely transformed into a graveyard of shattered stone, shredded silk, and severed limbs. The air was suffocatingly thick with the copper stench of fresh blood, the grotesque aroma of burning flesh, and the sharp, static sting of magic ozone.I stood in the center of the ruins, leaning heavily against my notched, crimson-soaked guard blade. I was breathing hard, my chest heaving violently. While the newly gorged 10% output from the noble houses' mana stones was intoxicating, the physical limitations of this vessel were finally catching up to me. My almost Tier-2 mana core was beginning to tax me relentlessly, the sudden, aggressive expansion fracturing my unrefined neural pathways.My vision violently blackened around the edges. A wave of crushing dizziness washed over me, tilting the world on its axis. My grip loosened, the broadsword clattering to the stone, and I fainted right into the darkness.*****I don't know how many ho

  • 17

    "What is so funny, trash?!" Julian snapped, stepping forward to kick my ribs.Before his boot could make contact, I pushed myself up from the stone floor. I stood at my full height, my posture completely squaring as the fake fear vanished from my face. I reached up, casually brushing my messy bangs out of my eyes.My smirk cut across my face like a demonic razor blade, and my eyes flared into a blinding, absolute blue tactical grid that instantly shattered the room's high-tier suppression array into glittering, useless dust.‘Eye of the Sovereign: Five Percent.’The heavy, god-like pressure erupted from my body like a shockwave, slamming into the three elders and Julian. The mahogany table instantly cracked down the middle under the weight of my aura. The old men’s laughter choked in their throats, their faces turning a horrific shade of pale as they were violently pinned to their chairs by a crushing, instinctual terror."You know," I said, my voice smooth, ice-cold, and echoing wit

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