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Dance with the Nightingale

The Nightingale. The beauty and the taboo existing together. Unattainable and unacceptable. An existence only to be admired from afar. A hero of legends but a also a girl of tragedy. Shining like a star in the sky, all alone, forever… -But that’s too sad isn’t it? * Our MC, an ordinary middle aged man, is an author that wrote books and after pouring 2 years of hard work in a book, his hardwork finally bore fruit as his book got the second prize in the regional awards. A fruit that he couldn't eat. Why? Because he along with hard work, he also poured his piss somewhere he shouldn't and died. Exactly how? Read the prologue, and you will find out~ But of course, that's only the start, as the next time he woke up... He was in another world. Follow the guy as he turns from a middle aged author to a Young Master in a magical world. *** Hey guys author here… It’s my first novel, but I will try to make this good. Good luck me. Vote this book with power stones, it really helps with your support. Before giving up please read Prologue and 1st 10 chapters. Also I have set up prologue to be a bit funny and ridiculous, so, don't mind next chapter won't be like that. My discord server link: https://discord.gg/8dvVYW8QUn P.S.: I don't own the cover art, whoever does can take credit for it.

Kisara_Hiroto · Fantasie
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Chapter 35: Troubles

-Click

Again, with a clicking sound I entered my room.

Unsurprisingly, everything was the same as it was supposed to be, closed curtains, a fallen robe and a sleeping beauty.

With a wave of my hand, I opened the curtains, letting in the faint sunlight coming through the window.

And I must say, the maid looked absolutely ravishing in the dim light.

'Time to wake up...'

I dispelled the spell I casted, and nudged her slightly.

But unfortunately, that didn't work. Maybe, it was the alcohol, or maybe she was just an heavy sleeper, Mora didn't wake up.

What to do?

'Umm...'

I sat on the bed and started considering my options, while poking the maid's cheeks.

And it didn't take long for me to think of something.

'A heal will do...'

I climbed on the bed, and placed my left hand on her abdomen and right one on her head, then, I casted a simple [Heal].