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Legacy of the Dark Sage

When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.

Lessyr · Kỳ huyễn
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Valley of Morte

At six in the evening, the marketplace of Nhadal had gotten livelier.

The outside stalls that sold raw meat, vegetables, and fruits during the day were replaced by stalls selling all kinds of goods from accessories, array materials, armors, beasts items, herbs, weapons, local street foods, etc. Bars and pubs started to arrange tables and chairs in front of their stores and lit up their signs.

Amidst all this bustle, the Mercenary guild also exuded the same vigor as most establishments because most mercenaries who went out to hunt were returning one after another to claim their bounty rewards mingle with the other mercenaries or simply to rest.

While so many mercenaries entered the guild, either to check-in or went to the public cafeteria or simply to hang out at the reception area, a man in a black coat with half of his face covered actually went over the counter and checked out.