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Fire Mage

John Browning, a former underworld assassin, went to his friend Angele's wedding party but ended up meeting his former colleagues. Before he could think that the whole wedding ceremony was a setup to catch him, he felt dizzy all of a sudden! At that moment, he knew that his lifelong friend had already betrayed him and sold him out. John was humiliated in front of hundreds of people and was forced to kneel in front of Thomas, the underworld assassin organization leader. Within a few minutes, they beat him brutally, dragged him to some underground basement, and then locked him in a gloomy room. John felt bitter when thinking about his friend's betrayal. He laid on the cold floor for two days and died miserably. But his story didn't end there. … In a world filled with magic and mystic powers, John Browning woke up in an 18-year-old boy's body. Before he could open his eyes and see his current situation, he felt someone was dragging his body. 'How am I still alive?' He got puzzled inside. But after a few seconds, John learned from the young boy's remanent memories that he was transmigrated to a mystical fantasy game-like world filled with magic and mystic powers! [Author's Note: The Mc will take some time to walk on the path of a fire mage due to less information about the world. So, don't get mad at me guys. If you feel anything wrong with the story, feel free to give me a review or comment. I will try my best and correct it. Have a happy reading!] ... If someone wants to contact me, you can send a request to my Instagram account or just send a mail. Contact via: akauthor02@gmail.com Discord: https: https://discord.gg/mYwPPbs6 Instagram Id: https://www.instagram.com/akauthor02/?hl=en Cover Pic credit: RafaelMousob

Ak02 · Fantasy
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751 Chs

Sun God

Chapter 239: Sun God

Emilia and others stepped on the tiled floor, started walking in, and soon appeared at the center of the main hall.

"Greetings, Mr. Oswald," Emilia gave a light bow and greeted him with a smile.

At that moment, Archbishop Abel and Andrew bent their waist a bit, greeted him, and looked around the hall in silence.

Although they were suspicious of his identity, none dare to take this old man lightly.

On the other hand, Oswald nodded his head and spoke in a calm voice.

"Have a seat."

Emilia and others nodded their heads and sat on the opposite chesterfield sofa.

At that moment, a black-haired maid came from the kitchen with a plate full of sweats and placed it on the coffee table.

It was etiquette to serve sweet items for the guests in the Iron Kingdom.

As the maid walks away, Emilia extended her hand, picked up a round-shaped white cake, and moved it to her mouth.