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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 157: Learning a new spell

Rohan looked at the final product, shining in front of his eyes. There was a faint white light inside the transparent liquid that was inside the vial.

Alice put her hands on her hip as she stared at Rohan. "You see? Even a monkey can do it. From today onward you will have to learn how to do this. Firstly you will read all the books on the ingredients involved in the potion, and once I judge you are apt, you will start to brew it. You don't seem that smart, but the ingredients aren't cheap enough for you to use freely. Every failed product will have to be paid."

Rohan controlled his urge to slap her and oriented his attention on something else. "Isn't this vial a magic item? Why use it to store a low-grade potion?"

He could finally ask this. It had already been three years since he had obtained his first potion, and that question had since then tormented him.