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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

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Chapter 151: To the capital

"Are you not going to disarm me?" Rohan asked calmly as he walked beside the Advanced Warriors.

There were tens of warriors around him. Two of them were Intermediate Warriors while all the others were Beginner Warriors. For such a large group of warriors to be sent here, all the inhabitants were crowded as they looked with apprehension.

"What for? With or without a weapon, you can't beat me anyway, so there's no meaning. Lord Hanshen had especially told me to treat you the best way possible, so you can think you're just accompanying me as a guest, nothing more." The man grinned.

"With a sword ready to cut my legs and with an arrow pointing toward my brother? What a great definition of guest you have."

The man slightly glanced at Rohan from the corner of his eyes. This young man was walking leisurely as if nothing that was happening right now mattered. He gave the impression that everything was under his control, even though there was an Advanced Warrior not even a meter away.