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Heart of Storm

An orphan islander, who nearly became a victim of mindless witch hunting, gets a rare opportunity to enroll in the Academy, the bastion of human knowledge. Krito will find himself unwittingly become a central piece in the obscure plots that waited for the necessary push in all those countless years. Will Krito and his new friends survive through the upcoming storm or succumb to it? And what’s the deal with the so-called summoners, dragons, demons, necromancy and various alien abominations? Only one way to find out. TL note: This is probably the first fantasy novel that I've read, and it is in Russian language lol. Probably more than ten years past the last time I opened this book. The naming is a bit weird in this novel, like a mix of medieval German, Nordic, Japanese, Tolkienesque, and vaguely Russian, but the story is very creative and the arc endings absolutely bust a fat nutt. If you want to read in the original language, you can search for "Сердце Бури" in conjunction with the author's name "Петр Николаевич Науменко". P.S. If you find some inconsistencies, or feel like the story is jumping in some places, please let me know where. Thank you!

Shallowman · Fantasy
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314 Chs

Volume epilogue

"Only the application is left to fill out."

"But as the guild master, you could have done it earlier."

"I had other things on my mind."

"Yeah, probably decorating your table all day," I glanced at the handwritten sign, "or did you doubt that you could do it?"

"I always believed! Don't put words in my mouth! So..."

Name: Storm Glaive

"No, I understand that the name shouldn't be too complicated, but lacking originality to such an extent."

"You don't even like my name, you've got some nerve!"

Guild Type: Heroic Guild.

"And who came up with calling mixed guilds 'heroic'? They haven't accomplished any feats right after creation."

"But we will!"

"Well, sure."

Guild Master: Katrina Del'Serano. Mage 5th class.

"Isn't your father bothered by you openly using the family name?"

"He seems indifferent, besides, I write it in an old-fashioned way, so people won't recognize it right away. Hmmm, and how should I list you?"

"Write me down as the Deputy Guild Master."

"Aren't you taking too much on yourself?"

"Do you have other candidates?"

"Fine."

Deputy Guild Master: Krito Vale. Mage 3rd class.

Guild Members: In the recruitment process.

"In a very thorough process."

"Something bothering you?"

"No, everything's fine!"

Guild Objective: "Hmmm."

"To rule the world," I whispered quietly to the princess.

"Rule the world? Don't get near me with your ridiculous fantasies," Katrina swiftly crossed out the line.

"Not a promising endeavor indeed. We can create an underground base and develop sinister plans for conquest there. Oh, right, you're a princess, starting with such advantage."

"Leave me alone!"

Guild Objective: Seeking a summoner.

"Do you really hope to find one?"

"I'm afraid our world has little chance without one."

"Well, if you believe in it, then fine."

"And now that's it, let's run before we're late."

And thus began the story of our guild, and who knows what lies ahead.