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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 · Fantasía
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Chapter 95: Rescuing Elista III

'The pendant protected me?', she blankly stared at the pendant, not sure what to feel.

The thing she wanted, but couldn't take off, had protected her.

Elista froze, feeling complicated emotions.

But reality didn't wait for her.

Several bone spikes shot from the ground, aiming to pierce the golden barrier around her.

-Thunk

-Thunk

-Thunk

The barrier held for now, but no one knew it's limit.

"You come HERE!!", Mark shouted as he pulled Gellian back with all his might. And no, he wasn't putting cart before the horse. He had tried to move Elista away stealthily, but was flabbergasted when his strings couldn't grasp the barrier.

So, he simply pulled.

His face turned red, muscles bulged, and his mana spiked, and yet Gellain stood rooted to the ground.

It wasn't that the horned beast men was just that strong, instead, it was his clever use of bones.