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The World Is Mine For The Taking

Please note that this work of fiction is not safe for work (NSFW). It contains words, scenes, and phrases not suitable for audiences below 18. Be aware. 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 · Fantasia
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520 Chs

Chapter 75 - The Battle Against The Great Darkness (2)

A dark, menacing aura radiated from the man, so thick and potent it seeped into every corner, swallowing the surroundings. His presence was overwhelming, dangerous. He stood tall, his chest puffed with an unshakable confidence that bordered on arrogance.

"I hadst not intended to unleash this form, for razing this realm would taketh little time and less effort," the dragon's voice thundered, his eyes roaming over the women scattered around, my women. "Yet… I am inclined to sample the pleasures of this world before I reduce it to ashes."

"You'll have to go through my dead body first," I shot back.

No one could touch my women—no one, not even a creature like this dragon.

"Very well, mortal..." he intoned, his voice drenched in malice. Suddenly, he vanished, and before my next heartbeat, he reappeared directly in front of me, his arm already cocked back, ready to strike.