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The Hunter's Mark

Three thousand years ago. The seven most powerful magicians in the world, The Sacred Virtues, sealed the evil Four Horsemen by using the magic power of sixteen people. Three thousand years later. Humans continue to choose sixteen people who will sacrifice their magic to keep the evil sealed. Malcom is one of these ‘lucky’ people as soon as he was born. Because of being chosen as the bearer of the Mark, Malcom could only use a part of his magic. How could he then live normally when everything in the world requires magic to function? He was considered weak, thus became a social outcast. Tired of being mistreated and humiliated, Malcom fights to prove his true worth. But things get even more complicated when fanatical Horsemen worshiping fans begin kidnapping the Marked people like him… *** Author's Note: 3 chapters or more every Friday 100 Power Stones = +1 Extra ch/week 300 Power Stones = +2 Extra ch/week 700 Power Stones = +4 Extra ch/week 1000 Power Stones = +7 Extra ch/week Extra chapters will be published at the end of each week based on the power stones earned that week. Want to sponsor an extra chapter? Send a gift of 1000 coins and you will also get a shout out. Thank you!

slevink · ファンタジー
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Common Enemy

It was pretty easy to see what Ben was thinking. Ben was clearly comparing himself with Malcom at that moment. 

Probably because they were both Marked,  comparison was inevitable. 

What's so unique about Markeds? They were supposed to be strong magic users but end up having almost zero magic power to use when fighting, just like a crippled who lost their main advantage. 

Jamal felt like shaking his head. In fact, Ben was already amazing enough to get this far. He also knew that the level of magic was not the only advantage in a fight. 

He just hoped the young man would just focus on improving himself instead. 

"I hope he really could… the orcs were formidable…" Ben replied with a frown. 

"Malcom could take care of himself," Jamal replied with a smile before he rolled his eye at him. 

Ben saw him, and the way he trusted Malcom was extraordinary.