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Edea: Hero Summoning Conspiracy

Enter Kazuya, a boy who never had any memories before his adolescent life. He was summoned to the world of Edea wherein the final battle against the Demon King, our hero entered the last room to find a welcome he had not been expecting. An unguarded, unarmed demon king who greeted him with manners and etiquette. As if a respectful and well mannered final boss wasn't shocking enough, he was then introduced into an elaborate plot to exploit summoned heroes. Unfortunately, our naive hero chose to trust his companions. He underestimated human greed which led him to suffer alone in darkness for a time he himself does not know how long. When he suddenly woke up, he saw himself as a child back on Earth. As an amnesiac, he had been thrown into an unknown part of his life. What should he do? What about the people who betrayed him? Follow along as Kazuya finds out about his past and tries to prevent the tragedies he's experienced while trying to change what he knows what will happen in his future. Volume Guide: I - From the Ashes. (Learning about his life before he lost his memories) II - Divergence. (Changing the future) III - The Two Heroes. IV - Edea and The Hero V - ??? VI - ??? VII - ??? VIII - ??? Official Release Schedule: Currently ongoing changes. PATREON = patreon.com/ruruci DISCORD = discord.gg/enbq8sB DONATE = tinyurl.com/RuruciDonate

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Troubled Waters

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Fortunately for Kazuya, the father and son duo took the main route towards the village of Waise. Gazardiel did not want anything unexpected to hinder his plans and avoided the more direct yet dangerous route through the goblin forest.

"What's wrong, son?" Gazardiel controlled his horse and slowed down.

"We need to take a break and let the horses rest, father. They are workhorses and we have travelled almost non stop for two days now. They might die even before we get to the village you spoke of." Jorelle patted his horse and moved towards the side of the road.

The old man frowned. While he cared little for the horses' well-being, it was indeed true that their mounts were only able to hold on because his son was a cleric.

"I understand. Let's take a break then." He could only sigh as his son had already dismounted on the side.