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Feudal Trader

What if an option trader from a South America country was transmigrated to a fantastical world? And if this period was ruled not by the political and military strong, but the most magical proficients? What if gods and goddess were not only worshiped but also provided gifts and blessings to their people, as well as curses? These questions baffled the mind of Rufus, our trader daydreamer, his nerd background and vast tabletop RPG experience always induced him into thinking of new worlds and how they could develop. However, this time, the conceptual world that inhabits his thoughts is his new home. “Should I be happy? Angry? Why was I chosen to do that?” Follow our trader into his new pavement job of introducing modern concepts to a fantastical feudal country.

LazyBarbarian · Fantasy
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57 Chs

Hybrid Spellcasting

Everyone was stupefied looking at us, and everyone was confused. Jel broke the awkward silence: "Well, good evening to everyone. What is going on?"

Everyone remained frozen in their position. Matila was still trying to get up, but each time she tried to, she fell back over me and in more extravagant poses than before. The scene had become some kind of comedy, but nobody was laughing except for Jel and Harold, who were somehow holding back some smiles. I noticed that, ok?

Lady Mystral found the situation amusing, and said, "I read that goblins had an unquenchable drive for reproducing, but it appears that this evolution retained this characteristic."

Matila who was having difficulties getting up, was now so embarrassed that she could not even show her face. Jel replied angered to the caustic declaration: "Unquenchable? What are we, monkeys? That was just an accident, and why are you here?"