Chapter 51: The Treasure ***Valley of Shadows - Kael's POV*** Today marks exactly eight days since I first set foot in the Armed Nation of Dwargon, and roughly two weeks since I left Liam's Nation, now known as the Ralix Empire. Initially, my intention was to steal from House Stoneforge, the wealthiest house in Dwargon's history. My mission failed miserably, but fate had other plans. Instead of looting the mansion, I ended up saving it and everyone within. It turned out that Sir Stoneforge was the very man Chief Brakor of the Elvarin Kingdom had spoken to me about. He adopted me without hesitation and secured my place in the competition for the Golden Ticket—a ticket that grants entry to the Nevermore Academy, said to be located in the Kingdom of the Humans. Honestly, I was expecting a sword duel and had been training arduously to conceal my magical essences. However, instead of a duel, we were sent into the Valley of Shadows to search for the Golden Ticket. The name alone is e

Chapter 53: Red King Dire The Valley of Shadows stretched out before Red King Dire, an eerie expanse filled with whispers of ancient magic and lurking dangers. The air was thick with a palpable sense of foreboding, and the darkened landscape was shrouded in a mist that clung to the ground like a living entity. His task was clear: retrieve the Ancient Treasure, an amulet of immense power, and return it to Lord Kael, the one true master he served.Red King Dire's imposing figure moved through the valley with purpose, his crimson eyes scanning the environment for any sign of the treasure. He walked with a confidence born of countless battles, his every step deliberate and powerful. As he ventured deeper into the valley, the oppressive silence was broken by the distant howls of creatures unknown, a reminder that the valley was very much alive and aware of his presence. He was a curse, after all, his presence dominating the whole area, causing every other creature to be alert. Despite be

Chapter 55 - The Duel The cave was dimly lit by the torches they carried, casting eerie shadows on the rough, uneven walls. The air was thick with tension as Dogo, Eldric, and Gareth faced each other, swords drawn. The stakes were high, and all three knew that only one would leave the cave victorious."Bring it on," Eldric muttered, charging at Dogo with all his might. Dogo knew he was up against a formidable opponent. Eldric Giyu, the heir to the House Giyuson, was in the same rank as him. They both leveled up to Rank B Swordsmanship at the same time.Dogo took a deep breath, focusing on Eldric's movements. As Eldric swung his sword in a wide arc aimed at Dogo's head, Dogo sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the strike. He countered with a swift slash aimed at Eldric's midsection, but Eldric parried the blow with his sword."Nice move, Dogo," Eldric complimented as he moved back.Gareth took advantage of Dogo’s focus on Eldric and moved in from the side, aiming a precise thrust at Dogo’

Chapter 57: Conspiracy among The High Council ***The Armed Nation of Dwargon***Instructor Valerie and the members of the High Council gathered before the Valley of the Shadows, waiting impatiently for the outcome of the events. The news about the death of a member had reached their ears, and as they gathered among themselves, the life stone of another member shattered."What is happening? Is the Golden Ticket in a dangerous place?" asked Sir Dwarki, fearing for his niece, Thalie.Fortunately, the life stones that broke belonged to Darius and Liam Firebrand. Sir Giyu started panicking, his heart racing, but Sir Geld signaled him to stay calm.Rustling in the bushes diverted their attention. Two figures emerged from the dense forest, heading toward the High Council members. Sir Giyu's eyes widened immediately—Mira and Kara were the figures. He had ordered Darius to execute Mira, but now Mira stood alive, while Darius's life stone had shattered, indicating his death."Do you have the G

Chapter 59: Nevermore Academy The carriage came to a halt in front of a massive black gate, and Dogo hopped out almost immediately."Are we there?" came a voice from within the carriage. Dogo shook his head."Nay, we are not yet arrived. I merely wished to take a stroll," Dogo replied as he advanced toward the gigantic black gate. He wondered why the carriage had not conveyed them inside the school's compound.Dogo stood tall and lean, with an athletic build. His dark hair was messy and unkempt, and his piercing green eyes gleamed with a sense of adventure and curiosity. He wore a long, black coat with silver trim, adorned with intricate embroidery hinting at his magical prowess. The coat covered a white shirt with billowy sleeves, and his dark trousers were tucked into knee-high leather boots that had a subtle sheen.A mere glance would suffice to recognize him as a noble—after all, he was the son of the High Chancellor of the Armed Nation of Dwargon."Knave, you have deceived me!"