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Warlock of the Magus World

Leylin is transported from an advanced technological era into a medieval world— except there’s magic. Equipped with only his quick wits and an A.I. chip fused to his soul, he sets out to become the most powerful magus the world has ever known. In a land divided into the Light and Dark Magi, the weak can either be cattle or disposable slaves. Only the strong can determine their lives, and only they have the luxury for virtue. Yet strength is only a tool for Leylin, like any other. His goal, in the end, is his own. Translator’s desc: What happens when a scientist from a futuristic world reincarnates in a World of Magic and Knights? An awesome MC — that’s what happens! A scientist’s goal is to explore the secrets of the universe, and this is exactly what Leylin sets out to do when he is reincarnated. Dark, cold and calculating, he makes use of all his resources as he sets off on his adventures to meet his goal. Face? Who needs that… Hmmm… that guy seems too powerful for me to take on now… I better keep a low profile for now. You want me to help you? Sure… but what benefit can I get out of it? Nothing? Bye. Hmmm… that guy looks like he might cause me problems in the future. Should I let him off for now and let him grow into someone that can threaten me….. Nahhh. *kill*

The Plagiarist · Fantaisie
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Taking the Initiative

The Snake Dowager was exceedingly protective of her descendants in the Shadow World. She’d even especially asked Leylin to suppress any possible chaos in the organisations with extraordinary strength, guiding them to the capital. Leylin could sense something strange from this.

"I and a few others are the source of all the extraordinary power in the Shadow World, so these descendants will be quite useful…" That was how the Dowager explained it, but before she could finish speaking Leylin’s expression changed.

The entirety of the Shadow World began to howl out, and a huge net of purple and gold materialised all over it, full of an enchanting beauty.

"The origin force of the world is boiling… What is the Mistress of the Night up to?" The Snake Dowager muttered.

"I’m afraid she wants to deal with our allies, and also pull us into her trap. Remember my prediction just now?" Leylin now looked grim.