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School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

Owen, an ordinary high school student at Saint Aya Academy, finds himself and his classmates mysteriously transported to a world filled with magic and bizarre creatures during a school event. In this world, arcanergy saturates the land, and all intelligent beings can harness it. The more adept one is at utilizing arcanergy, the more noble their race is considered. Upon arriving on this new continent, the students from Saint Aya Academy immediately attract the attention of various powers. They are referred to as Saints and are chosen by powerful races to be groomed as successors. However, Owen seems to be as inconspicuous here as he was at school, with no races showing interest in him. Even as his classmates find their places, no one extends an olive branch to Owen. Just when everyone thinks he will be left behind, a dragon's roar echoes across the sky. The ancient and mighty Dragon race, in an unprecedented gesture of high ceremony, has the twelve Great Dragon Elders personally welcome Owen, choosing him as the "Saint of the Dragons." As everyone is stunned by this dramatic turn of events, Owen hears a "ding" sound beside his ear... [Host binding, the most powerful Prophecy System is activated!]

Sesame_Cookies · 奇幻
分數不夠
280 Chs
#ROMANCE
#ADVENTURE
#R18
#SYSTEM
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#HAREM
#OVERPOWERED
#CULTIVATION
#DEVIL
#DRAGON

Chapter45-The Malicious Third Prince

Diana, seemingly noticing the peculiarity in Owen's eyes, took the initiative to explain:

"I am not involved in these matters; I came here on my own. My visit to the secret realm is merely to broaden my horizons, much like my reason for attending the Grand Magus Academy."

Finn, brimming with confidence, grinned broadly:

"Mr. Owen, saints hold an exalted position in our kingdom, revered as honored guests by the five great kingdoms. They naturally needn't bother with these trivial matters."

Owen's mouth twitched slightly, feigning annoyance:

"So, this saint of dragons is considered inferior to a human saint?"

Finn's smile instantly froze, and he hurriedly appeased with a forced laugh:

"Mr. Owen, you misunderstand my words."

Eager to move past this topic, he pulled out a piece of silk from his robe:

"Sir, this is the fragment of the Eternal Nirvana Flame. Please, take a look."

Owen, who wasn't really upset, took the silk: