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An Explorer's Guide (BL)

Completed! =) Healing is not just healing, it is also politics. Edwin had heard it all, had repeated it time and time again. He did not want to accept those words. They were vile, they were poisonous. A necromancer such as himself had no right to become a healer, he still did his best. An altruist like him had no place in the service of the king as Boliarin. He still refused to give up the title, for fear that someone else would take it, and plunge Duria into chaos. All his life, he had played by the rules. Even when he suffered losses, even when he believed he could not look himself in the mirror. Everyone has a breaking point. Edwin did not lie to himself. He was calm, but not sane. The camel's back had long since been broken. And yet, when his ray of moonlight, the vampire Hadrian, offered to travel with him, Edwin agreed. He lets himself pretend he was good, hoping he might lie to himself one of those days. Would Harry be enough to stop him from darkening the world? Or would he end up just another villain, who had once been bright-eyed and hopeful? The story is complete, and has 109 chapters in total, around 1k each. Updates: 7 a.m. and 7 p.m. Thank you for your time! =)

doravg · LGBT+
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109 Chs

Chapter 53: The fight

As soon as they were on the tourney grounds, Fernand lunged at Edwin. Which should have been the end of this bout. The healer had no undead minions at hand and should have ended up dead. His useless mana, to Fernand at least, doing no damage.

Instead, Fernand found a dagger in his throat. He cursed and backed away. Getting that thing off was painful. The bastard Boliarin had frozen the flesh around the dagger. But with some effort, Fernand managed to get the dagger out of his throat.

His eyes narrowed then, and he used some of the blood he had consumed from the guards to mend his wound. He whistled as he looked down at the curved thing.

Harry used such things.

"Does my brother train you? Your reflexes are fast," thick fog began rolling around them. The Boliarin didn't respond to Fernand. That made his blood boil.

Who did this wannabe think he was?