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The Hunter & The Whisperer

Vir is the last of the Vulcher race to survive the catastrophic massacre carried out by the al-Banix, the rulers of the Central Empire assisted by the four nations. Surviving the massacre at the age of seven, Vir accidentally gained immunity to various poisons after eating the heart of a wyvern in a fit of rage. As an adult, Vir became a hunter against dragon riders. Not just hunting them, Vir also killed the following riders with their dragons. He mingled with the people of the four lands, disguised as a firewood collector. One day, Vir meets a homeless little girl, and it turns out that the little girl also suffers the same fate as him. The little girl was called Aira and was the last descendant of the Asurry race. Aira inherited her ancestor's abilities as a whisperer. Vir's adventure, which was originally based solely on revenge, has now turned into something bigger: Gathering the exiles, then forming a force to build a new empire, and overthrow al-Banix's rule over eight other countries. Follow the adventures of Vir and Aira in this story, in a sad and wonderful world filled with mythical creatures.

Ando_Ajo · ファンタジー
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150 Chs

The Northern Kingdom

An Imperial Soldier used a telescope to observe something far ahead on the back of a Silverwing. After confirming what it was, he put the telescope back away.

"Lord Magnius," he said a little loudly. "The North Country is in sight!"

There was no response at all from Magnius the Mighty to the words of one of his guards.

The emperor's cousin rode a Deathbeak that was twice the size of a Silverwing.

He was flying in the midst of the chilly night sky, but that didn't affect him that much. Magnius had a strong, muscular body that was always well-maintained.

Six Imperial Soldiers each riding a Silverwing escorted him. Three on his right and three on his left.

Deathbeak Dracael squawked once, then accelerated its flight, and was followed by the six Silverwings.

Before long, they had arrived in the North Country.

The seven dragons flew lower, lined up in such a way, passing over the residential neighborhoods so dashingly.