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The World Is Mine For The Taking

Leon was your typical guy, perceived as weak in his school because his skills hadn't awakened, even though they usually did at the coming of age. He attended the prestigious Milham's Magic Knight Academy, where snagging the top spot meant automatic entry into the esteemed position of a Magic Knight in the country. Unfortunately, Leon found himself in the lower caste, labeled the most useless student. To top it off, he was tossed into a class that served as a sanctuary for oddballs and delinquents. Yet, he couldn't care less, as becoming a Magic Knight wasn't his goal. Everything shifted when he crossed paths with Shredica, a woman hell-bent on becoming a Magic Knight at any cost. Observing Leon's lack of ambition and his apparent detachment from the academy's pursuits, Shredica saw an opportunity. She decided to exploit him as a pawn in her ascent through the academy's hierarchy. Yet, unbeknownst to Shredica, Leon was not the complacent, unremarkable figure she presumed him to be.

Boredsushi · Fantasi
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223 Chs

Chapter 11 - Leonamon (7)

Martha is dead. Seeing her lifeless form on Sandra's back confirmed it. Her skin, once warm and alive, had turned a haunting pallid shade, accentuated by cracked lips. Her eyes, once filled with life, now peacefully shut, resembling someone in undisturbed slumber. There was no trace of blood; Sandra must have healed every bruise and cut. Yet, this tender care proved insufficient to snatch Martha from the clutches of death.

Gently, Sandra lowered Martha onto the couch. In this serene pose, she seemed more at rest than departed.

"...I'm sorry, Lord Mephisto. I did everything I could, but..." Sandra's voice faltered.

I didn't respond, approaching Sandra and checking Martha's pulse. The moment I touched her wrist, a cold realization swept over me. I could feel the chill, and I knew she was gone. Still, I needed to confirm, so I checked her pulse.

". . . . ."

Nothing.

Martha is dead. Truly, she's gone.

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