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The Master of Uradan

The life of the son of a nobleman was not as happy as others could think. With a loving but always away father, a mother who had forgotten about his existence, and a brother too busy learning to become the next heir, Rohan had the habit to live alone. One day, he decided he had enough and chose to live in the secondary mansion of the family, accompanied by his butler and some guards. Since his goal was to become a Warrior to follow the path of his father, he chose to train with the guards each morning when he was only 10 years old. Followed years of training, until the day to become a warrior, a mana user, had finally come. But it was only the beginning of his story, and even though it was easy to understand that he was a genius in the warrior path, life, was truly never easy. Follow the tales of Rohan, roaming a world of magic populated of many races as he learn the hard way about them all. About the darkness of the humans; the haughtiness of the elves; the greediness of the dwarves; the craziness of the orcs; the shrewdness of the goblins; the deviousness of the demons; the foolishness of all living beings. Follow his journey as he became the Master of Uradan, a world of demons that only he could go as he will, and as he become the most powerful warrior and the most terrifying wizard of the whole world. ---------------------------------------- 1 bonus chapter at the end of the week for every 50 powerstones 1 bonus chapter at the end of the month for every 10 golden tickets You can support me here: https://ko-fi.com/lekrackeen

Le_Krackeen · Fantasy
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180 Chs

Chapter 62: Smiling at each other

Rohan was standing in front of the girl with a spear in her hand. For a short second, the appearance of the fierce woman changed to the one of a middle-aged man, with a sword and a perfect stance. But it wasn't the time to think about the past.

The young warrior slowly strolled toward the girl and waited for her to hit first. Not that he wanted to give his opponent a chance or anything, but he will use this opportunity to look at her movement.

This one, not minding this act, charged toward her opponent with a short shout. She would show him what was the strength of the members of the Blackwolf clan. The young man in front of here was indeed a warrior, but he must never have lived any hardship, even more so as a child of a nobleman.

She will show him that pure strength meant nothing!

With the most extreme speed she could extract from her body, shit hit with her pointed spear toward the chest of her opponent. Rohan, seeing the tip approaching him, didn't show any emotions.