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Warlock of War: My Ares System

Check out my other novels - |Arpious of the Planes| |The Rise of Quetzalcoatl| |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| -- Same Universe - |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| |Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System| ------------------------------------------------------------------- It was a cold and lonely death on the battlefield despite the thousands of warriors around me and the beating sun shining upon my corpse. In the year 431, I had died on the battlefield. I was reincarnated into a new world, hoping my life would be better, but I ended up in a more miserable situation than before. As the sickness began to eat the insides of my mother, a saving grace that would pull me out of the darkness, but into the abyss... had come. [A system is being chos- [Interference by higher being] [Error] [Authority is insuffici- [Error] [Authority is sufficient] [Your god has been selected] [Your system has been granted] [Ares System is being installed] ------------------------------------------------------------------- Please inform me in the comments of a chapter if it seems unreadable because there are times when I get so bored that I just don't edit it. -- Twitter - @equuipwebnovel Discord - equuip#6686 -- paypal.me/AuthorEquuip Any money you send will help me commission people to create new covers for my novels. -- Thank you to dini_galeri for the amazing artwork!

equuip · Fantasy
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"That's impressive… Mages from the world magic tower rarely have contact outside the tower… and now they're going to war… I'm impressed… very impressed," 

"So, can you tell us which side you're going to take?" Aisa immediately cut to the chase once again before slumping down into the couch. 

"The Golden Lions are a prestigious and prideful guild that, of course, prides itself on doing what we think is right. Besides gathering funds through various raids, we don't partake in anything else besides supporting each other…." 

"So… you won't be participating no matter how much money you're given?" 

"Exactly," Arthur replied but then shifted his eyes over to the edge of his desk. 

"What's wrong?"