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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.

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Chapter 28 - Summer Vacation (2)

Artemis had summoned me to the library, so I figured I'd humor her. When I arrived, I was greeted by a woman who seemed to be scowling at me. Why did the vice president of the student council always glare at me? I suspected it had something to do with Artemis.

If memory served, her name was Anya von Estus, a noble from another country with the unique ability to control hair. While I wasn't particularly eager to acquire her skill, I couldn't deny its potential usefulness. Perhaps after I was done dominating the women I had my eye on in the academy, I'd consider approaching her next. But for now, she wasn't a priority.

Anya led me to the office where the librarian usually resided. Upon arrival, she opened the door for me, and I stepped inside. Artemis was seated nearby, sipping tea at a small round table. As I entered, she set down her cup and greeted me with a smile.

"You're here," she said, then turned to Anya. "You can leave now, Anya."