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There was someone who approached Jeon Gwang on the first day of the preliminary rounds. He was a scholar in his late thirties. The scholar, who visited the inn where the people from the Cheong-in Martial Arts Academy were staying, requested a meeting with Jeon Gwang. Since he posed no threat and had a very good impression, the academy master gladly led him to Jeon Gwang's room. Meeting Jeon Gwang, the scholar revealed the purpose of his visit. In short, he wanted to befriend a hidden dragon with…-
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We moved to a spacious clearing behind the pine forest. Standing seven or eight paces away from the old man, I cupped my fist and showed my respect. "I will receive your teachings." The old man waved his hand dismissively. "Quiet. Just come at me already, you brat." I gladly took the advantage of striking first. Throwing the nine remaining pebbles in my pocket all at once, I used my flash step and arrived in front of the old man almost at the same time as the stones. The old man didn't…
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When I fell silent, not out of fear but out of sheer disbelief, the old man seemed to interpret it as me being intimidated by his threat and spoke in a deliberately gentle voice. "You should know that you've encountered a stroke of luck you'll never see again in your life, you brat. If I had just passed by, you would have become a guest of the underworld before seeing tomorrow's sun." I curled the corner of my lip. The old man, taking this as a sneer, growled again. "This brat, you think my words…
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Unfortunately, the short man and the lanky man betrayed my expectations. Avoiding a staring contest with the man in the white turban, the two of them even sheathed the weapons they had drawn, making it clear they had no intention of fighting. However, as if frustrated by having to retreat just like that, the short man showed his lingering resentment. "I believe I'm older than you, but your words are harsh, One-Flash Blade. I'll remember this." The turbaned swordsman scoffed. "Hmph, what's there…
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I turned to the left side of the stage and shouted. "A ruling!" The judge, his displeasure clearly written on his face, reluctantly responded to my request. "According to the rules, this match is…" Jo Useong, realizing the situation too late, cried out. "No! That can't be. Please let the match continue, sir." "Impossible." The judge refused flatly. Jang Seon of the Bokryong Martial Academy, was it? I liked him. I leisurely watched their confrontation. "But sir, this man has…
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Chapter 00: Prologue - My Name is Loyalty I was born and raised on the battlefield. When I say that, you might imagine a tragic and brutal past, but the reality was quite the opposite. My childhood was filled with happiness and wonder. What was a bloody field of war to others was a cozy and welcoming home to me. There is a story behind why I was born on a battlefield. My parents met there. When they first crossed paths, they were on opposing sides of the conflict. Though they met as enemies,…
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The Church of the Goddess of Dawn and the Security Department of the City Hall launched a joint attack, and the Roth family’s private villa was almost instantly overrun. The dozen or so guards were no match, and in the great hall, Morse Roth and a black-robed man were surrounded by nearly a hundred knights, warriors, priests, and clerics. The corpses of two imps were thrown out, and the white-robed bishop drew a circle: "Morse Roth, as a member of the human race, you colluded with demons from hell to…-
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“If I said this was just a misunderstanding, would you believe me?” the Voller Temple Knight asked, pulling Little Will aside for a private conversation while Leia treated the Bard. Little Will gave the Voller Temple Knight a deep look, carefully recalling the Bard's entire account. It really didn't sound like one group of people, but rather two separate groups looking for trouble with the Bard, who coincidentally ran into each other. “Does the truth really matter? Isn't the outcome the most…
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“How did you know that scholars could dispel curses?” Count Bordo was very surprised. Few people knew about this. He hadn't spoken about it, and Jasmine couldn't have spread it around. So, the only one left was Louis Roth. No! It should be his son, Moss Roth. “Moss Roth, the heir of the Roth family who schemed against my brother, told my brother about several people who could remove curses. But besides that scholar, I really couldn't invite anyone else.” Rael was very helpless. Count Bordo…
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"Which of you had your appearance seen?" Reiers' heart stirred, and he quickly asked. "My cloak was torn, so my appearance might not have been discovered, but my race wasn't hidden. If that bard isn't dead, my identity might not be kept secret. Uncle, Uncle's appearance wasn't hidden at all; many people saw him. Only Little Hei hasn't shown his face, but he shot an arrow at that bard. If there's someone with a keen sense of smell, they could also track him down." The cat-girl assassin's words…
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