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Fire Mage

John Browning, a former underworld assassin, went to his friend Angele's wedding party but ended up meeting his former colleagues. Before he could think that the whole wedding ceremony was a setup to catch him, he felt dizzy all of a sudden! At that moment, he knew that his lifelong friend had already betrayed him and sold him out. John was humiliated in front of hundreds of people and was forced to kneel in front of Thomas, the underworld assassin organization leader. Within a few minutes, they beat him brutally, dragged him to some underground basement, and then locked him in a gloomy room. John felt bitter when thinking about his friend's betrayal. He laid on the cold floor for two days and died miserably. But his story didn't end there. … In a world filled with magic and mystic powers, John Browning woke up in an 18-year-old boy's body. Before he could open his eyes and see his current situation, he felt someone was dragging his body. 'How am I still alive?' He got puzzled inside. But after a few seconds, John learned from the young boy's remanent memories that he was transmigrated to a mystical fantasy game-like world filled with magic and mystic powers! [Author's Note: The Mc will take some time to walk on the path of a fire mage due to less information about the world. So, don't get mad at me guys. If you feel anything wrong with the story, feel free to give me a review or comment. I will try my best and correct it. Have a happy reading!] ... If someone wants to contact me, you can send a request to my Instagram account or just send a mail. Contact via: akauthor02@gmail.com Discord: https: https://discord.gg/mYwPPbs6 Instagram Id: https://www.instagram.com/akauthor02/?hl=en Cover Pic credit: RafaelMousob

Ak02 · 奇幻
分數不夠
751 Chs

Departure

Chapter 169: Departure

June 11th Morning, Strangers Street, Helm Ville.

It was around 10. A.M.

A group of four kids, an old man, and one skinny adult woman stood at the entrance of a single-storied house. All of them appeared to be well-dressed and seemed to be waiting for someone.

A few minutes later, a four-wheeled horse-drawn carriage came from the opposite direction and soon stopped in front of the opened fence gate. The carriage appeared rather polished in brown paint, while the horses looked healthy and appeared white.

As the wheels made a screeching noise, a 25 year old young came jumped down from the driver seat and bowed his head towards Charles and the kids.

He was the renting house agent, Finn.

Yesterday, Charles personally went to his house and asked him to arrange a good carriage at the cost of 50 gold coins.