"What?" Miles was shocked. He jumped from his seat, thinking he must have misheard.He could not believe he was sharing a life with Ruby because of a pill. How ridiculous. Who would ever believe this?The others looked bewildered after hearing Abigail's unexpected revelation.The Echoed Curse was a powerful and rarely seen spell. It could change destinies and even save lives.But Abigail had turned it into a joke and bound Miles and Ruby's lives together. This prank had gone too far."Ms. Abigail, can we undo this Echoed Curse?" Ruby's voice quivered.Her initial curiosity now filled her with dread and uncertainty. She disliked the idea of sharing her fate, especially with Miles.As she pondered, a troubling realization struck her. What if he got into trouble one day? Would she be pulled down with him?"No, the Echoed Curses are for one-time use only. Once taken, their effects can't be undone," Abigail explained.She smiled faintly and added, "From now on, your destinies are l
The arrival of the middle-aged monk instantaneously hushed the entire training ground. It was only when he gradually tamed his imposing presence that whispers began to ripple through the crowd."Who is that? He looks powerful.""Of course he is. He's Oron Foyer, the disciple of the Ancient Sage!""Ah, that explains it. I've heard he's incredibly strong, nearly on par with Kaden, another disciple of the Ancient Sage. It seems the rumors are true.""Well, with Master Oron here, I doubt anyone will start any fights today."As Oron stood in the center, the crowd started murmuring.Today was the Combat Tournament held by the Sacred Wrym Summit, so security naturally was the top priority.If things got out of hand, it wouldn't just be a feud between guilds—it could turn into a big fight.Alliances were frequent in the martial world, and a skirmish between a few could drag others in. If that happened, matters would quickly spiral out of control.So, when the Frostzard Manor was abo
But now Lambert realized Luke wasn't just impulsive, but foolish. He thought that Luke just couldn't see the bigger picture."Sir, any personal issues between you two can be resolved in the battle ring or discussed privately later. But causing trouble here isn't acceptable," Oron said calmly.Luke glared at him and yelled, "You, meddling monk! My affairs are none of your concern. If you know what's good for you, stay out of it, or things might turn ugly!"Lambert was left speechless and astonished upon hearing that.The Frostzard Manor disciples wiped their brows nervously. They weren't sure whether to praise Luke for his bravery or criticize him for recklessly challenging Sacred Wrym Summit.They knew their guild wouldn't survive much longer at this rate."Sir, if you don't comply, I'll have to ask you to leave Sacred Wrym Summit," Oron said sternly."You think I'll just leave because you say so? I'm staying here. I doubt you'll do anything about it!" Luke said defiantly and gl
Caleb held up two fingers and said casually, "I'll give you two options. Either you leave on your own, or I'll kick you out!""Hmph! Who do you think you are to order me around? Do you have a death wish?" Luke's eyes narrowed with disdain."If you don't leave, I'll have to take action. You might end up with broken bones and bedridden for a while," Caleb said as he continued to pick his nose."Are you threatening me? Do you think I'm scared? If you're brave, go ahead and try it! I'd like to see what you can do!" Luke said arrogantly and waved his sword.Caleb continued, "The old man used to say, 'Be polite before using force.' Well, I've tried being nice, but if you keep being like this. So, don't blame me for getting rough."He raised his hand and pointed at Luke from a distance. "Stormcraft."Then, a bolt of blue lightning shot forth from his fingertips and hit the furious Luke.The lightning bolt was incredibly fast, striking Luke in the chest before he could react.There was
"The fight is over, so let's call it a day. Master Oron, the stage is yours."Caleb yawned and left after he chased away the Frostzard Manor.With his tired appearance, it seemed like he hadn't slept in days."Let me reiterate that you must abide by our rules while at Sacred Wrym Summit." Oron's gaze swept the surroundings as he spoke with authority. He continued, "No matter your grievances or grudges, settle them in the battle ring or privately after the tournament. If anyone starts trouble here, Sacred Wrym Summit won't stand for it and will act accordingly.""Master Oron is right. I'll be the first to stop anyone who breaks the rules!""Exactly! Disrespecting Sacred Wrym Summit is like disrespecting me! I'm right here. Let's see who has the guts to stir up trouble!""I think the people from Frostzard Manor are just asking for trouble. They deserve whatever they get, even death!"The crowd erupted into a cacophony of voices, expressing solidarity with Sacred Wrym Summit. T
Abigail's words immediately caught the attention of the crowd. Among them, martial artists with a penchant for gambling were particularly eager to join in.However, everyone hesitated to approach her due to her status as the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order."Alright, let me start things off!" Taking the initiative, Miles took a pendant and placed it on the table as his bet.He continued, "I'm betting on Number 28 in the third battle ring. He's a disciple of the Vanguard Sect, and from what I know, he's quite formidable. His odds of winning are high."Then, he grabbed a piece of paper and jotted down the number 28 before tossing it into the designated matching bowl.The tournament organizers randomly paired martial artists against each other rather than following a predetermined order to ensure fairness.When the referee called out a name, the respective participant had to step onto the battle ring promptly. Failure to do so or arriving late would result in disqualificati
"I'm going with Ms. Wesley's choice—Number 6 in the first battle ring." Dustin wrote on a slip of paper before tossing it into the designated bowl."Okay, good luck!" Abigail smiled and shouted, "Come and place your bets! The tournament is about to begin!"The martial artists nearby were eager to participate, yet not a single one dared place a bet.Their hesitation stemmed from uncertainty about the legitimacy of the betting pool. They questioned whether the Mystic Arts Order would truly honor double payouts if they won.So, they held back and waited for the outcome of Dustin and the others' initial bets. Only after seeing the result did they contemplate joining the action."Alright, the tournament has begun, so betting is officially closed. Let's all sit tight and await the results." Abigail signaled the end of the betting phase with a sweeping gesture.Soon, all eyes returned to the battle rings.At that moment, all eight battle rings burst into action simultaneously as sixtee
"Luring him in?" Miles's stomach sank a beat at the words. He stared at the third battle ring, feeling a bit uneasy. "Dustin, are you serious? I've got a lot riding on this.""You bet on Number 28, right?" Dustin asked.Miles nodded. "Yeah, why?" Dustin explained, "Well, Number 28 does have some skill, but he's being too aggressive. "At first glance, it seems he's dominating and pushing his opponent back. But if you pay attention, you'll notice his opponent's composed movements and steady breathing. "There's no hint of panic. It's like his opponent has been prepared for this. So, I'm guessing he's luring Number 28 by deliberately showing weakness. "And when Number 28 lets his guard down, that's the moment he'll strike.""Are you sure?" Miles was dubious. He narrowed his eyes as he carefully observed the battle, and his expression immediately changed. To his surprise, the battle matched Dustin's description perfectly.Despite Number 28's relentless attacks, he hadn't gai