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Dance with the Nightingale

The Nightingale. The beauty and the taboo existing together. Unattainable and unacceptable. An existence only to be admired from afar. A hero of legends but a also a girl of tragedy. Shining like a star in the sky, all alone, forever… -But that’s too sad isn’t it? * Our MC, an ordinary middle aged man, is an author that wrote books and after pouring 2 years of hard work in a book, his hardwork finally bore fruit as his book got the second prize in the regional awards. A fruit that he couldn't eat. Why? Because he along with hard work, he also poured his piss somewhere he shouldn't and died. Exactly how? Read the prologue, and you will find out~ But of course, that's only the start, as the next time he woke up... He was in another world. Follow the guy as he turns from a middle aged author to a Young Master in a magical world. *** Hey guys author here… It’s my first novel, but I will try to make this good. Good luck me. Vote this book with power stones, it really helps with your support. Before giving up please read Prologue and 1st 10 chapters. Also I have set up prologue to be a bit funny and ridiculous, so, don't mind next chapter won't be like that. My discord server link: https://discord.gg/8dvVYW8QUn P.S.: I don't own the cover art, whoever does can take credit for it.

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Chapter 107: Ray Vs Varkain II

I don't know what I expected.

With Fostoria joining the battle, it should have been much easier, no?

She was a mage about to break through C rank, and while I was a D rank myself, I could give any C rank a run for their money. Not to forget, I was fighting the demon by myself moments ago, not winning, but not losing either.

So, logically, the scales should be tipping in our favor, right? That's what should happen, right?

Then what the hell was going on now?!

-Bam

-Bam

-Bam

"How is it? Feel better now, boy? ~", the demon said to me who was in the middle of crater now.

-Cough

-Cough

Coughing up blood, I could barely speak, as my ribs punctured into my lungs. Of course, the demon didn't care about that.

-Bam

-Bam

-Bam