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The Master of Uradan

The life of the son of a nobleman was not as happy as others could think. With a loving but always away father, a mother who had forgotten about his existence, and a brother too busy learning to become the next heir, Rohan had the habit to live alone. One day, he decided he had enough and chose to live in the secondary mansion of the family, accompanied by his butler and some guards. Since his goal was to become a Warrior to follow the path of his father, he chose to train with the guards each morning when he was only 10 years old. Followed years of training, until the day to become a warrior, a mana user, had finally come. But it was only the beginning of his story, and even though it was easy to understand that he was a genius in the warrior path, life, was truly never easy. Follow the tales of Rohan, roaming a world of magic populated of many races as he learn the hard way about them all. About the darkness of the humans; the haughtiness of the elves; the greediness of the dwarves; the craziness of the orcs; the shrewdness of the goblins; the deviousness of the demons; the foolishness of all living beings. Follow his journey as he became the Master of Uradan, a world of demons that only he could go as he will, and as he become the most powerful warrior and the most terrifying wizard of the whole world. ---------------------------------------- 1 bonus chapter at the end of the week for every 50 powerstones 1 bonus chapter at the end of the month for every 10 golden tickets You can support me here: https://ko-fi.com/lekrackeen

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Chapter 132: Beaten up

Rohan's saber flashed but hit nothing more than emptiness. Grael Looked with contempt as he only had to step with a mighty speed to the side. Before Rohan had the time to put once again his defense, Grael cleaved to the side.

Rohan wasn't able to evade this blow. He tried to leap back, but he was still too slow. The wooden blade violently hit his left arm as a grunt escaped his mouth. It was the start of a tough fight.

Rohan rolled on the ground to put some distance with Grael, but this one only needed to stick to him like a parasite before slashing at his back. Rohan turned his body just in time to deflect the blow with his blade. But the strength behind the strike was too strong.

He was forced to take several steps back under this strength before Rohan saw Grael blur once again with his speed. He was like a ghost slashing from all sides as he moved around him with a ruthless smile. This bastard was taking pleasure.