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Warlock of War: My Ares System

Check out my other novels - |Arpious of the Planes| |The Rise of Quetzalcoatl| |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| -- Same Universe - |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| |Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System| ------------------------------------------------------------------- It was a cold and lonely death on the battlefield despite the thousands of warriors around me and the beating sun shining upon my corpse. In the year 431, I had died on the battlefield. I was reincarnated into a new world, hoping my life would be better, but I ended up in a more miserable situation than before. As the sickness began to eat the insides of my mother, a saving grace that would pull me out of the darkness, but into the abyss... had come. [A system is being chos- [Interference by higher being] [Error] [Authority is insuffici- [Error] [Authority is sufficient] [Your god has been selected] [Your system has been granted] [Ares System is being installed] ------------------------------------------------------------------- Please inform me in the comments of a chapter if it seems unreadable because there are times when I get so bored that I just don't edit it. -- Twitter - @equuipwebnovel Discord - equuip#6686 -- paypal.me/AuthorEquuip Any money you send will help me commission people to create new covers for my novels. -- Thank you to dini_galeri for the amazing artwork!

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Assassination Attempt

"What's for dinner?" 

Bella's serious expression soon turned into a smile of nostalgia as we both met up with our group, but just as I was about to hug everybody… Aisa said, 

"God damn, Orion. You smell like shit," 

"Oh, I guess I haven't taken a shower in over… a week. Yeah, a week," I muttered, and so Aisa immediately sent me to the bathroom. 

Once I had been cleaned up and I smelled good again, I then hugged everybody, and we all ate a nice and peaceful dinner. 

The army outside was being directed by some of the servants in this household, though… I could no longer trust them.

"Hey, how did information like this get out?" I asked once, basically all interrogation about where I've been died down. 

Of course, I didn't tell them anything. 

"Information on how the head was sick and out of commission?" Findir asked before gently patting his mouth with a neat napkin. 

"Yeah, basically,"