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Headed by a Snake

I woke up in this world with a System and a sword. Without hesitation, I chose to complete the princess’ quest with my weapons: Arrogance. Cunning. Pride. I will lead guild Sol Invictus. Denizens of the 7 hells, respect me. Servants of the 11 heavens, know fear. Guild Invictus, know the suffering of training so you can wrest victory from the jaws of those who dare doubt you. This is a story about a snake named Tycondrius waking up in a fantasy world of swords and sorcery. There is action, violence, unapologetic murder, and arrogant displays of power. There is an emphasis on combat growth as well as psychological growth on more than a few members of Guild Invictus. There is camaraderie and also the inevitable comedic dialogue amongst manly men. There are even elements of romance and Tycon running away from terrifying, powerful women. (Did you know most female snakes eat their partners after mating?) Give this book a read. I hope some of these stories can inspire you to fight your battles with analytical intelligence, heroic courage, and ruthless lethality. Work is completed as of 9May2024. There's also a few side-stories written in Chapter 1151! The Author is working on a new story called 'I Wish You Were Never Reborn.' After four or so years of writing, my skills have much improved. Highly recommend. Here is my discord: https://discord.gg/NNbAj7N Constructive criticism and corrections welcome. Other Authors extra-welcome. You can find a list of characters at https://snek.fandom.com/wiki/Character_List Cover image credit: Johnabrash at Fiverr

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1152 Chs

Hangar

⟬ Later that sun. ⟭ 

Tycondrius did not like the feeling of being watched. 

When he came into the possession of an Amulet of Obscuration, it brought him no small amount of peace of mind for sun-to-sun activities. 

However, that only protected him from divination magic. It was still possible for him and Elle to be spied upon via mundane means. 

It was even more bothersome that he sensed malicious intent from whomever was targeting him. Tycon was not as sensitive to such things as he would like. He relied purely on instinct... useful enough to know that he was theoretically in danger, but too inexact to identify the source lest the spy was foolish enough to reveal themself. 

"Tychon?" Elle followed his gaze, "Why do you keep looking to the rooftops?"

"I've been adventuring for a long time, my love," He grimaced. "Upwards is often the least checked direction, when scanning for potential dangers."