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Magic Shop System

Ranulf never thought he would open his eyes again, as he laid in his own pool of blood. Unaware and ignorant of the portrayals of destiny. After the curtains of his existence collapsed, a new and fascinating life began. He transmigrated on the Pengolla—the magical world, filled with mythical creatures and cruel demons and powerful wizards—inside the boy named Kadyn. He thought he could live a peaceful life after finding out that his predecessor had no talent in magic. However, things never go according to the way we want them to be. Out of nowhere, a voice sounded in his head that shattered his world before it could take form inside his memory. [Host transmigrated successfully] [Host need to find a shop in twenty-four hours, or his soul will dissipate] Follow Kadyn on this fantastic journey, and see how he will overcome all the hardships and challenges in the future. How would he save himself and his family and his shop from greedy people? And how would he become a hunter instead of hunted after learning the harsh lesson from life? ______________________________________________ [Read all the free chapters before assuming anything about the story] ______________________________________________ The cover isn't mine. All credit goes to the artist. If the owner has any problem, please contact me, and I will put down the cover, or we can reach an agreement.

Eternal_Demon · Fantasia
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246 Chs

Well of Supression

It'd been over an hour since they left the battlefield. They were just a few miles away from reaching the Capital Ceston. The Left Minister eyed the constantly healing healers and then a nefarious light passed through his eyes. He fished out a dagger from his left shoe and slit the windpipe of one healer. The blood spattered as the healer clutched his neck trying to block the blood-leakage. 

Other healers jumped in shock, "What are you doing?" one of them shouted. The Left Minister, however, didn't stop. He thrust his dagger again and pierced the eye of the one who shouted. Others looked terrified. They were healers, not battle-mage. They could not fight the Left Minister even if they wanted to, so it took almost no effort for him to deal with them.