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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.

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Chapter 42: Tussle with the pikes.

"What are you gonna do exactly?"

I asked, unable to shake off that feeling of unease.

And how could I?

After all, it was my soul on the line not hers!!

"You are too dumb to understand the procedure. So, shut up, and let me concentrate brat!!"

It would have been funny to see her, who was shorter than me at 172 cm, to call me a brat who was at least 180cm, if this was a normal situation.

(A/N: His soul is same as his previous life, so 180+ cm.)

I would have even laughed then, but now-

"Okay...", I muttered disheartenedly, sparing no brain matter for the joke, before sealing my lips.

-Let's start.

I heard, as a palm that I could somehow tell was cold, was placed on my back.

Just in the middle of the arrangement of pikes.

And then...

Silence.

For a long time, I just stood there, like a dumb idiot, doing nothing, completely idle.

Dozen of times, runes climbed up my soul and on my back.