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The Angelic System That Turned My Life Into Hell

[Enter Loogam or you will die.] “Huh?” For the 15-year-old Mika Elbar it was a day like any other. He casually spent his time strolling around the village. Mika was neither ambitious nor did he have a dream. Unlike the others in his age, he wasn’t really interested in adventures or subjugating monsters and demons to become a hero. It was enough for him to live his life peacefully with his family in the village. However, things didn’t go as planned. A voice in his head suddenly threatened him to enter the world’s most renowned magic academy, Loogam. The academy was known for producing the best mages, knights, adventures and even heroes. It goes without saying that whoever graduates from that academy will be swimming in fame and wealth. Thus, reluctantly, Mika decided to try to enter Loogam with no hopes of getting accepted. After all, his magic was below average and he didn’t even possess one of the world’s 66 mythic relics. Instead, he only had the guidance of a strange voice in his head and a rusty sword on his hip. But will that be enough to survive in the magic academy Loogam? In the world of Lorw, where dangerous and powerful monsters constantly threat the peace? --------------------------------------------------------- Cover by Gakusei Muto (Instagram: @gakusei.muto)

VERSON · Fantasy
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Daughter Versus Father

[2 minutes and 40 seconds left.]

During the time the others were fighting against people like the tribal chief, Mika was facing a group of northern soldiers. Those soldiers were a lot stronger than the average foot soldier, after all, they were guarding the academy from close with Arnold Pyril, the strongest in the North.

However, their numbers already began to decrease as they fought Mika who did not break a sweat yet. In the beginning, they were roughly 15 people and now, their group consisted of barely ten people.

[I would recommend you to hurry up so that you have enough time left for the real challenge.]

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Using the Holy Spear, Mika adjusted its length as he swung it around, knocking one after another out.

The northern soldiers had difficulties facing him as they could not guard against a weapon that they thought of as a relic they had not seen before in their lives.

Now, there were only seven.