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The Extra of The Lunerra

The only game in my life that makes me laugh: The Lands of The Lunerra... I played this game for six thousand hours in three years, and the day I thought I had done everything I could in this game, I felt a great emptiness inside me. I thought nothing in my ordinary and monotonous life could make me happier than when I played this game. But it didn't take long for me to realize that I was wrong with an e-mail I received the night I finished the game. ---- Hi! Thank you to everyone who came to read this story. There are two things I want to tell you. First of all, I first started writing this about two years ago, but I was writing in my native language, Turkish, and on a different site. But unfortunately, the website where I published the series came to the brink of collapse. While I was thinking about where to publish the series, I remembered Webnovel and here I am. So this is my first English novel and I believe I will make mistakes while translating. Please forgive me for these if you encounter some of them. I will do my best. Second... yes, while writing this novel I was inspired by most of the novels I've read so far. Like TNE, that novel is a pure diamond for me and I don't think I will ever reach the level of that thing. So I want to say the first few chapters may feel familiar to you, but I'll do my best to smooth it out. Discord: https://discord.gg/eRZTrv6Y49

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Volume III - Chapter 46: Divisions in Academy

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The sound of metal on metal echoed throughout the room. I deflected an attack and attempted a counterattack by quickly spinning my spear.

My spear went past the shoulder of the professor I was dueling with, and the moment that happened, my world turned upside down. I felt a pain in my back, my eyes closed reflexively and when I opened them again, what I saw was... the white ceiling.

"Interesting... You used to have a frightening rate of development, now you have an even more frightening one, Adrian."

I took a deep breath and sat up, looking at my spear instructor, our history professor. Her green hair was tied back in a ponytail. Her eyes were sharp.

"Let's duel again."

"No, that's enough for today."

The professor gestured to the clock across the room.

"We've been training for three hours, and while it's not a bad thing to push yourself, it's better not to overdo it."