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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 80: Pilgrim’s Rest

Edwin could say with a certainty that now that Sebastian was not attempting to trick him, he was a much more pleasant company.

The redhead joked good naturally every so often, and he trained Edwin in the arts of dagger wilding in the evenings

Which was fine because people, vampires in particular, would expect Edwin to be active at night. The shadow had come back a day ago with the news that there was an oasis with a travelling caravan stationed nearby

It had been a two-day-long mad dash, following the shadow, but when they arrived the people were still there. They were regarded coolly, but with a coin purse exchanging hands with the caravan leader, they were welcomed to share the oasis.

The desert in the Surian Theocracy, the same that spawned in the Alanqian Empire, was a cold one. There was no sand near the water, but soil and tall fir trees. Even here, where the water was plentiful, the trees conserved it.