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I Just Inherited The Arcane Emperor's Legacy

In the Solarian Empire, people were divided by their blood. The nobles enjoyed their life in wealth, with fine wine and amazing food. They reigned supreme over the commoners. The only reason they were able to do this was that they had knowledge of the most powerful force in the world - magic. The nobles controlled their knowledge from easily going to commoners, making it harder for them to learn magic. Leo, a young orphan in Solaria, had an incredibly powerful affinity for magic. He didn't even know about it because he could never learn magic- he was too poor to try and learn from any magic academies. He was just trying to survive the streets of Solhaven until he found the lost tome of the Arcane Emperor. "I can beat a 7th Circle Mage." "Wow! You must have trained for many decades. How old are you?" "17." "..." The world was going to be turned upside down. NOTE FOR MY AMAZING READERS: Do NOT take privilege if the month is nearing its end. Your privilege access will end when the month does. It DOES NOT last an entire month after you have purchased it. Please purchase the priv tiers in the STARTING HALF of the month to get the best value for your money. For people who think discord is all the rage, here is the discord server for this book. Feel free to discuss what you think about this book on the server. https://discord.gg/TbX8MCUg7

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Bandit King

Leo was led toward the large settlement. At the heart of the innumerable white tents was a bright red one. It was vastly different from the rest so Leo knew immediately that it was where he was headed.

They slowly descended onto the ground, allowing Leo to regain control of the body. Dmitri opened the cloth tent to let him pass through. Inside was a larger area than he had expected.

The tent looked two meters in diameter when he saw it outside, but the situation was vastly different inside. There was a large area with ten meters of space in front of him. Apart from that, there seemed to be a door that led to more rooms behind the space that he was in.

A round table stood at the center of the room he was in. Dmitri walked past him to the other end of the table and pulled out a chair there. It was the most decorated chair of them all, seemingly made out of a blood-red crystal.