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A Sorcerer's Journey

"Grant me infinite knowledge, and I shall be as a fulcrum, to move the endless world!" ... Sorcerer Continent—a world where sorcerers exist. Wielders of arcane knowledge. Masters of all elements. Sovereigns of space and time. These sorcerers governed the world with their unrivaled prowess. One day, a young man awakened into this world with his past forgotten and no place to call home. Follow along as Grimm, by relying on his luck and wit, tries to survive and advance in this unforgiving world. Entangled within the machinations of fate, political schemes, power struggles, and wars, he forges his own path and creates a place for himself.

Flying White Egrets · Fantasy
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643 Chs

Idealism

Translator: John_Cui Editor: H2dH2mr

Suddenly Grimm found that someone was moving around a "short", ten-meter-long column. Soon the stranger fell down. He then shook his head to recover from the faintness.

"He looks familiar…Did I meet him in the Trial or somewhere?" Grimm murmured. "The chain mark on his head belongs to Umbra Academy. So it's possible…"

"It's you!" The other student yelled. He dressed like a sensible gentleman. But now his eyes were bulging like a fish on a Teppan-Yaki. He glared at Grimm with a flushed face, body shaking out of hatred.

Apparently the man's grudge against Grimm was deeply-rooted.

Suddenly the student let out a low, deep laughter. He pointed his finger at him and nodded. "Yes, it's definitely you. I remember this mask." He said excitedly. "Baird will never forget you. In the Trial, you…"

As if Baird had realized his social faux pas, he resumed his calm face, and then he cleared his throat while covering his mouth with a fist.

"Did we really meet?" Grimm asked.