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The Cosmic Myth Hunters

Animal spirits, rare bloodlines, monsters from three realms, and eight families of Astral Conjurers. These are the things that unexpectedly enter Kairav’s life when the young cryptozoologist encounters a mysterious stranger during his expedition to find cryptid animals on a remote island. The stranger’s first words are, “Are you one of the Astral Conjurers?” “My bull spirit saw a unicorn spirit behind you. But that’s strange... didn’t the Pure-Hearted Clan die out hundreds of years ago?” That unexpected statement leaves Kairav shocked. The mention of a unicorn immediately brings back memories of his younger brother’s mysterious disappearance years ago, and of the day he awoke in the woods, face-to-face with a golden-horned unicorn spirit that healed his dying dog. From that moment on, Kairav sets out on a journey to uncover his true identity. His quest takes him from soul-searching in a haunted mountain forest to discovering a mysterious inscription under a step pyramid, one that speaks of Eternal Holy Water. He travels to the eight cardinal directions, solves complex puzzles, and faces mysteries. Author’s Notes: Hello, dear readers! Here are a few notes you might want to know before diving into this story. This is a fantasy adventure story with a touch of mystery, as well as themes of friendship, sibling rivalry, and family bonds. You won’t find any (harem) elements here. Our hero MC is intelligent, a master problem-solver, an expert in unraveling mechanisms, and carries a mysterious background. You also won’t find elves, werewolves, or orcs here. Instead, every monster in this story is one you’ve likely never imagined before! Hundreds of uniquely designed creatures inspired by various mythologies, each with its distinct characteristics! I hope you’ll enjoy it, especially if you’re tired of light conflicts and are looking for a fresh story with a complex plot and engaging challenges. Thank you, and happy reading!

EternalSaga · Fantasy
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92 Chs

82. The Prey Among the Prisoners

Hours passed swiftly after that. The sun's intense heat had slightly mellowed, signaling the arrival of the afternoon. Meanwhile, King Sangga Mahesa and Satya were still busy at work. The office had long fallen silent, filled only with the sounds of steady breathing, papers being shuffled, and the rhythmic tapping of a keyboard.

The quiet was eventually broken by Satya's long sigh as he glanced at the clock on the wall. "It's past lunchtime. Is that little bastard still refusing to eat?" he quipped, rubbing his temples wearily.

King Sangga lifted his gaze from his work and smiled faintly, noting the exhaustion in Satya's tone. "He's probably eating at his friend's house right now," he replied casually.

Satya frowned deeply. "What do you mean by that?"

Seeing the confusion on the older man's face, Sangga suddenly realized his mistake. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Your son went out some time ago."