†††"Ain't that kind of difficult for us, huh? You and me. We royals roam through this unknown forest only to encounter only these bloodthirsty beasts. Didn't the queen say this is a human training ground this season? Does she know where to find the lost golden goblet that our ancestors once had? You're never particularly worried and annoyed by that as well, Ron?” These two uncommon parties were on the same quest to seek a magic artifact imbued with restorative magic which is very well known among the human race as the Holy

†††I went to Professor Strauss earlier this morning to receive his permission, for the reason that I'll find someone at the back of the wizard's tower and could also train somewhere for around two or three days. Interestingly, he happened to know albeit rather strangely, much to my surprise, all this when I started speaking. It is not because there is enough suspicion; but, because I'm going to see that someone behind this building it is already particularly suspicious and I feel like he probably knows something else more. I dared to question it, but he just deliberately gave it unhesitatingly. Although suggesting he knew about the assailant is very disturbing to say the least, perhaps because he is the Lord of Wilderfort's trusted friend. "You mustn't be bothered in the slightest, warlock. There are things that people that you somehow still have to take into con

†††"This has been lost a long time ago." I was thinking that if this were to strengthen my ties with them, then I'm not completely convinced and pleased that they're using my family to do something like this. His name, however, was not just a coincidence. Sure, there may be someone who could perhaps come up with names close to what we can use, but it's also a shame to continue to deny. "Yes, perhaps that's true, but the day you disappeared. A majority of residents were gathered to participate in the rescue mission to take the time to look for two silly young boys who had been missing in the wilderness, but the only thing they had retrieved was the blade. Shortly afterward, seeing as the former Lord of Wilderfort had wasted a lot of time and resources, he eventually concluded that you both are al

††† The Professor shared several stories, one after the other, and they all finished the same way. It was quite meaningless without the young man on the tier of Archmage who piqued his curiosity. This is only because the young man doesn't even want to ask questions about the story, and it is very awkward for him to go along with it.   However one thing is certain: every now and then, he casts a look at Eschel, the young wizard the Professor claims to be his nephew as he tells his lived experiences. Nevertheless, Lemure who took precautions seems to be no longer on guard.   “That’s after the fall of the Kingdom of Arcania, right?” The young wizard spoke enthusiastically to corroborate the story he had been giving attention to from the Professor ever since.    He absolutely adored the deliberate manner in which this story was told. For a man to overcome his flaws and live through the ashes beneath his feet.Read more