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Arc Chronicles Edge of the Kingdom
Edge of the KingdomBranwell was a small border town, at the edge of the kingdom, but despite its size, the mayor's house was huge. It could rightfully be called a villa and was far too big to have been built for the mayor of a rural border town. It looked like it belonged to an official in one of the big cities. Yukina was at a loss as to why it had been built there.The mayor of the town was a minor noble, the head of a small branch family of House Reyns. He had built it himself, which explained everything. He had been hoping for a position in a more important place, and Yukina could imagine he hadn't been happy when he found out he was posted to somewhere so unimportant.She stifled a yawn as the mayor pointed out at his gardens. "Blue roses. It was expensive to buy them and have them brought here, but as you know they have wonderful healing properties. It was worth every penny spent, and I do say they are so beautiful when they bloom after winter. If you would permit me to show yo
Arc Chronicles The day before battle
Tanya Romanov, now Arc, didn't have the heart to speak with Prince Calixte, not today. Tomorrow was the final push into New Siberia and she didn't want to distract him. He was mentally preparing and if she interrupted...Tanya didn't want to risk it. Instead she climbed to the highest tower at the base and looked out at the New Siberian sky. The under developed landscape before her that stretched out as far as the eye could see.When Tanya was a child, she had come here with her family once. That was before the Roslachny had fallen to the reds.She never would have thought back then that she would return as an invader.
Arc Chronicles Tick. Tock
Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock. Tick, tick, tock. The mouse ran up the clock.Everything was ready. The spell he enchanted over his investments plane so he could watch his prince captured as in place.As the lord sat on his expensive house, he watcher as the magic flickered to life. At last, it was time.
Arc Chronicles Calixte
Calixte ArcAs the sun came over the horizon, the dawn of the final push slowly arrived. I sat at the top tower, staring at no man's land that separated us from the New Serbian-controlled land.Alaska was beautiful. I wished I had got to see it before I had been reincarnated. I wish I had come up here to see it in this beautiful land in the other world, in a world where these lands were peaceful. A place where these lands wouldn't be soaked in a sea of blood in just a few hours.I could see my breath against the cold air as I breathed. My breath dispersed against the pale blue sky. There were a few clouds in the sky, tinny little things floating along in the blue void.The door behind me opened, creaking open with a groan. I didn't turn around, the sky and no man's land had my attention captured. How could it not? As the sun continued to rise, the snow started to sparkle.It had snowed last night, but the snowfall stopped sometime in the night. The only evidence was the sparkling snow
Arc Chronicles Calixte and Preview
Calixte ArcBy the time the clock rolled over to eleven, the air was still biting cold. I finished my coffee and stepped out into the cold. My warplane was at the end of the tarmac, right next to Tanya's.My squadron was near the end. Bian, Rolo, Sasha, and Alphonse were waiting for us.When we arrived, Bian wasted no time: "Get in the cockpit. We have a private channel open. We'll discuss the mission there."I pulled myself up into my machine, closing the cockpit. It was a little warmer but not by much. I touched my radio and pushed my mana into the radio. It flipped on with static."Sunset Two, online," I said.The rest of the squadron called the affirmative, ending with Bian."Alright, now that we're all here, our mission is simple. These are the coordinates of our mission. This is a small fortified position, with its own fighter squadron guarding it. Our mission is to force the fighter squadron or to destroy it. After that, we land and take the position by force. That simple. We k
Arc Chronicles Sir Risley
I had a chapter, but it go deleted. So I'm going to have to rewrite it tonight. So here's a tidbit from Sir Risley's POVHe watched from a distance as Sunrise Squadron dropped to the fortified position. The Roslachnian supply Depot might be abandoned or it may be a trap, but either way they would have to investigate it.It wasn't a job for an imperial prince, but he had no say on this matter.As Prince Calixte's warplane dropped out of the sky, the Roslachnian soldiers openes fire. Their weapons bounced harmlessly off the warplanes shields.Those shields were designed to withstand enchanted bullets.
Arc Chronicles Calixte and Preview
Calixte Arc"Just a reminder, we have orders from the Office of Secret Intelligence. They want us to capture anyone willing to surrender. Or if we can take them by force, we should, but I prioritize your lives over that order. If it's too dangerous, just kill them."Rolo laughed. "Thanks, boss. I'm glad someone doesn't want us to get shot."I couldn't stop a chuckle.I landed at the proper coordinates, outside of the Supply Depot's line of sight. I was in front of a small outpost. It was little more than a concrete pillbox, with bags of sand guarding the front.It was a good thing Bian reminded us to keep our shield's powers as we hit the ground because as soon as my warplane touched the Earth, Roslachnian soldiers appeared. They poured out of every dark shadow, every crack, and place to hide, all armed. By the time I opened my cockpit and stood up, the Roslachnians had me surrounded.As soon as they appeared, the Roslachnians started firing. The shields of a warplane were designed to
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Chapter XXIII: First Day of SchoolI didn't know how I felt about being on call with Athena whenever she wanted, but there was no use worrying about the inevitable. I had no power to stop an immortal goddess, so I put it to the back of my mind.This body of mine wasn't used to staying up all night. I would need to start conditioning it... Maybe tomorrow. Or the day after. When I get home, I think I might just sleep.Unless I had homework. Gods, I hope I didn't have homework. Did French schools hand out homework on the first day? Please no.The woman who walked in was pretty cute. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties. "Welcome class, I am Professor Dubois. It's a pleasure to meet you, class."Professor? This was starting to feel a bit Hogwartsy."I will be your Professeure Principale for the remainder of the school year. I look forwards to getting to know all of you."As far as I could tell, Professeure Principale was the French equivalent of a homeroom teacher. In my last go ar