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Magic's Return: I Can See The Spirits

The God of Magic stopped blessing his believers. The Tower of Magic, where the mages gathered and worshiped him was destroyed. Magic Fell. The surviving Mages were looked down upon by the rest of the world. Normal Mages, that is. The Mages from the Strongest Magic Family, the Vesta Family, were an exception. For 5000 years, the Vesta Family continued to produce exceptional Mages that were strong enough to resist other forces which came after their family heritage and treasures even without the Blessing of the God of Magic. Now, however, the Vesta Family found themselves in a difficult situation where they didn’t have a single capable heir. That was until, Christopher Davis, an underworld Gang Leader, transmigrates into the body of Vaan Astra Vesta, a well-known pushover and the ‘waste’ of the Vesta Family. Christopher, now Vaan, soon realized that he could see otherworldly magic spirits with knowledge so vast that the Magic books that the Vesta Family treasured for 5000 years were nothing in comparison. That, combined with Vaan’s own God-like Talent, The ‘Hope’ was born. A prodigy strong enough to not only protect the Vesta Family and its treasures, A prodigy who will restore Magic to its former glory was born. “Haa!? Who da fuck said a Mage can’t use fists!? That crab-like face of yours, I’ll punch it till it is deformed into something better looking!” And of course, Christopher’s gangster-like tendencies won’t just disappear. ... Cover: AI-Generated (Plus little editing) ... Discord: https://discord.gg/qZHRTHGdZG If the link does not work for some reason, DM me: sleepdeprivedsloth

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I suggest you give up as well.

"Eeeh? Vaan, did you train a little too hard for our match? Why is your face bruised up?"

Alaric questioned with a playful smile on his face.

Right now, the 5 of them, him, his teammate Kaelen, Elara, Vaan, and the judge were all standing on the stage, ready for the battle.

However, before the battle, Alaric commented on the unusual thing he saw.

Vaan, on the other hand, just snorted, he didn't even look at the Box where Isabel and that dear father of his were in, so as to not give away the secret behind his bruises.

However, seeing the hateful smile on Alaric's face, he couldn't stay silent.

"I tried to hit myself in order to give you a handicap, the battle wouldn't be too interesting if we win within the first few minutes, now would it?"

"Or maybe… it is your way of saving yourself from embarrassment after you lose the battle that you suggested. It's quite a novel way even if I do say it myself." Kaelen was quick with his remark.