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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 70: Talking with Mark

"Yo, had a nice time?", I amusedly remarked, as I saw the split second visage of unfocused and utterly confused C ranked magic user.

My voice seemed to bring him back to reality though. Cause the next second his now sharp eyes met mine, and then, there was no need of words-

-Schwing

With one foot on the table and one foot on his seat, Mark stood on the table as his sword remained still, firmly locked with mine.

-Clang!!

A blast of wind accompanied by a loud clang caused a commotion, scaring the customers, most of them running away, not wanting to get caught up in a fight between magic users, but not all were like that...

From within the establishment, a girl wearing an apron over a casual day dress came rushing into hall, spotting both of us. Then pointing a finger at both of us, she fearlessly shouted, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, MARK!!?"

Mark flinched hearing her voice, maybe, only now, getting a hang of his surroundings, but still, he didn't back down.