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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Chapter 46 - Irene's Trouble (2)

I arrived at the meeting spot and parked my car in a nearby lot. Stepping out, I made my way to the meeting place—it was Leonamon's Cake Shop.

As soon as I walked in, the metal chimes rang out, and the rich scent of pastries filled the air. The place was packed with customers, so much so that every table was taken. It was no surprise; after all, this was Leonamon's cake shop.

A woman with closed eyes approached me slowly. She gave off an airheaded vibe, as if she was lost in thought about something, even though she should have been focused on her task right now.

She glided over to me and said, "Hello, welcome to Leonamon's Cake Shop. How may I assist you today?"

Despite her deliberate movements, she was surprisingly adept at her job. I told her I had a reservation for a room. She asked for my name, then paused, her eyes unfocused as if searching through her mental archives. After a moment, she seemed to snap back to reality and directed me to follow her.