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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 69: Saying Hello?

-Whoosh!!

Freefall.

I always liked how it felt.

That was also the reason that the first stunt I did, after getting used to my magical powers, was a freefall.

It just felt so exciting, so liberating...

And now, thanks to this magical world, I was experiencing it again...

From thousands of meters above, my body fell, following Mark's, as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sense of liberation I felt.

Not for long, though.

Exactly five seconds later, I opened them, my tri-colored shining eyes, that kept track of my target as I trailed after him...

Using a bit of carefully controlled wind magic, I adjusted my position mid-air while trying to make the spell seem as natural as possible. Carefully treading behind him at a distance that was neither too close nor too far, a just right distance that I kept on increasing as we got closer to the ground.