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Sustaining the King's Life

COMPLETED. (WARNING: R18 on chapter 200+ onwards. This is a SLOW BURN ROMANCE. Read at your own risk.) ** On a secluded mountain situated upon a kingdom known as Feuersturm, resides a seemingly trifling cabin with an unlikely duo as its inhabitant—a witch, and her apprentice who presumably comes from a clan sought after by slave traders. Faustina is a sixteen-year-old girl who fled the slave market with the help of a sickly witch named Eula, who later on trained her as an apprentice for the span of seven years. Plagued with a mysterious disease for several years, Eula died despite the efforts Faustina had exerted to cure her; in her last breath, she left an odd request behind. "Sustain the king's life. This is your duty. Do not adhere to the prophecy." To which the odd plea shadowed a bizarre series of events, a consequential sentence; similar to that of a premonition. The same night the phrase was muttered, the chain of events followed: A warlock's intrusion to their home, with a peculiar yearning to resurrect Eula from the dead... and the king himself, asking for Faustina’s aid.

Chainslock · Fantasy
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284 Chs

Let the Exam Begin!

"Dark . . . castle?"

"Yes." The professor said. "This is an artificial dungeon created by the professors by the spells made by Magierstadt itself from scratch."

"Uh-uhm, is this building a part of the academy?" Asked one of the students from the back.

"No," the professor answered. "This place existed in a different dimension. Think of it as the king's Nusquam, except this one, has an established building and can be considered as a living space."

The professor walked down to the stairs. Faustina couldn't believe what she had heard. Did Magierstadt just replicated one of the magic spells in the Opus . . . and had just revitalized it into a more powerful one? Faustina eyed the professor keenly, who had now stood before them with an intimidating aura Faustina couldn't explain. She carried an air around her that spoke of power and magnificence. Is this how mages are?