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Parallel Trials of a Somewhat Hero

READ FIRST: Hi dear readers, author here! I'll be taking a short break from writing to get things going smoothly again. Creating can be tough, so maybe a breather would do to give you all some better quality writing. Also, I'll be taking this time to revise the earlier chapters, so PLEASE BE MINDFUL OF THE CHAPTER TITLES AND THEIR NUMBERS BEFORE SUBCRIBING. The chapters' numbers will change soon due to the editing. Again, thank you for all your support! I'll get back to you as soon as I can! It usually is the same old story. And, having a typical geek as a protagonist should be a breeze since he probably had it figured out, living in a world of warriors, mages, rangers, and stealth fighters where leveling up is all about. Quite simple to say the least in truth, do not deplete health points, avoid draining stamina points, and use magic points wisely. However, Erida Seijurou is a geek born in this kind of world, meaning he plays video games, reads light novels and manga, and watches anime series in this same world. His willingness to put himself on the line to improve battle skills, cast magical spells, and form parties, like the ones in role playing games, is close to none. Thinking of himself as an irrelevant speck to everything, and thinking of everything as irrelevant to his illusory high and mighty self, what could Seijurou possibly do if the truth of the world he lives in begins to become more relevant and threatens the very lives of the ones closest to him? "That was one long sentence..", Seijurou thought as he realized how much of a drag just to read through it. His trials will even be longer.. For more Parallel Trials of a Somewhat Hero content and the author's extras, follow me on instagram: @eruma_sarushiro

SarushiroEruma · Fantasia
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Chapter 150: The River and the Stream

There was a certain stillness around the vicinity of a forest clearing where Seijurou settled in. As he stood motionless with his eyes closed, dead silence followed through. Not even the most gentle breeze had any chance of passing by while the young hero concentrated. 

Lurking within the deepest depths of his mind, he channeled most, if not, all of his magical energy to perform what his instructors had told him to do. It was the second and last day of individual training, and the top academic student of the first years' class had no intentions to disappoint. 

"Come forth, oh mistress of seals. Lend thy strength unto me, Lady Hearthia, guardian of the Eternal Fire…" chanted Seijurou as he opened his eyes and slammed his fist into his palm in front of him. "Art of Sealing… Flaming Binds."