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The Queen's Garden (2) ‘Wow, this is amazing!’ ‘Haegupseong’s Slash’ was a shared skill given to a swordsman who breaks through a siege by cutting a path with their sword. It was a technique symbolizing indomitable courage. It was a skill bestowed on those who never gave up and fought on even in desperate situations, a technique that symbolized indomitable courage. ‘A protagonist is a protagonist. There’s no need to explain—he snatches up whatever he needs, even if his ether…
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The Queen's Garden (1) Isiel, already knowing the inside story, stepped back, but Chel and the twins made a fuss. "Prophecy is a stigma that only appears to priestesses of the goddess of time, and even then, it's extremely rare! That's amazing!" "What does it look like!" "How would I know? I just woke up and it was there." "Now the mystery is solved. I always wondered how you managed to buy up land in the Oreils district so eerily well. Don't you know which stocks are going to rise…
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The Door of Mnemosyne (4) 'What is this now, fuck.' There wasn't even time to be angry at yet another sudden addition to the setting. Just in time, the shielding magic circle, having fulfilled its role, began to fade. "Let's talk in detail when we get back. First, we have to persuade Aslan. You all wait here." "Ray! I trust you! Go take care of things well." Kleio, who was about to leave the tent, asked one last question. "Aren't you guys… worried that it might be dangerous inside the…
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"What?" Isiel quickly explained the situation. After repeatedly failing to conquer the ‘Remembered World,’ Aslan lost his temper tonight and suddenly summoned Arthur, who had been sleeping peacefully, to vent his anger. He said things like, let’s see how great your martial prowess really is, or maybe if you conquer the ‘Remembered World’ and return, I’ll acknowledge a lowborn monster like you as my brother. When Arthur didn’t cave in to any insult, Aslan eventually began to…
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The Gate of Mnemosyne (2) Faced with such a tremendous task, the urge to escape reality naturally arose. It could never happen, but if ‘Jeongjin’ ever edited the manuscript of for a single-volume publication, he would definitely add this to Melchior’s character introduction. "Someone who can do anything for his goal. He will become king no matter what sins he commits. That is because it is his revenge against the fate given to him." ‘To be the author’s errand boy, resented by a…
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The Gate of Mnemosyne (1) Arthur was surprised, then flustered, then sorry. That’s right. That was an apologetic face. He thought Cleio was suffering because he got entangled with his sibling because of Arthur. Seeing that, Cleio could understand why, in most fiction, the protagonist had to be someone uncomplicated. ‘Mysterious villain types are only good to read about in books; if you have to live around them, a simple, loyal protagonist is better after all.’ “Don’t say things…
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Media! Media! Media! (2) Melchior did not care about Cleio's lack of response. “Albion’s literacy rate is the highest on the Dernier continent. 92% of citizens can read, you see. The influence of print media has become stronger than ever, and the rotary press now wields power as great as magic.” It was impossible to follow the conversation. Both “Perception” and “Separation” had their limits. Cleio simply tried not to faint or fall asleep. “Have you ever heard of something…
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Media! Media! Media! (1) The crown prince poured brandy into a crystal glass. “Would you like a drink?” “I’m sorry. I’ll have to decline.” “It’s still a bit early for you to enjoy alcohol.” The second most luxurious room in the winter palace. The guest room prepared for the king’s heir had an overwhelming atmosphere. Sitting on a silk-covered chair in the private chamber before the bedroom only made Cleio feel more uncomfortable. His stamina had been depleted…
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Cleio, pinching his nose with the back of his hand, nodded desperately. Ssshhh― As if he had used a grand series of spells, the aether contained in his vessel drained all at once. Blood, more than he could handle with the back of his hand, soaked through the sleeve of his left hand. Giving up on stopping the bleeding, Cleio grabbed his pen again. Through “Appropriateness Judgment,” he looked over the dozens of sheets he had written and discarded up to now. Each meaningless segment,…
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Field Trip (4) “…It’s alcohol. A concentration of over 40% is enough.” Cleio, who had been half-lying in his chair, suddenly lifted his head. “If you transmit aether while in contact with that catalyst, you can inscribe the formula onto Tiphlam. It suppresses the tendency to revert to its original form.” ‘My god! So that’s what it was?’ It was such a common catalyst that no one must have thought of it. Or maybe the author just made it up while drinking spirits. In…
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Field Trip (3) They could not use magic to move in the dark forest. Earlier, it was because they didn't know, but wandering in the middle of the night in a forest where a knife-wielding thug was waiting was not the right thing to do. ‘Magic is so convenient and good, but I didn’t expect the inability to hide its light would be such a big drawback.’ In the previous manuscript, magic was only for healing or research, so the light it emitted was not a problem at all. ‘A wizard who takes…
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Field Trip (2) As soon as the banquet ended, Cleio hurried back to his room. Fran was already fast asleep under the covers. Cleio, too, lay down on his bed early in the evening. He felt at a loss as to how he could persuade Fran the next day to devise the Tiflaum activation formula and catalyst. His mind spun with all the information he’d learned about mana stones and Tiflaum in class since coming here. Mana stones and Tiflaum shared the trait of being able to retain ether even outside…
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Field Trip (1) On the day of arrival, a tour of the Tiflaum mine and the temporary research lab was scheduled. The students split into six carriages and headed for the “King’s Forest.” In the last carriage to depart rode Arthur, Cleio, Isiel, Chel, the Angelium twins, Nebo, and Fran. The twins, having spent all their energy running around energetically since morning, had fallen asleep. Only then did the surroundings finally quiet down a bit. “What’s up, Rey? Did something happen…
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Gray Flames of Revolution (2) “A royal lapdog, yet all you’ve got is unnecessary perceptiveness.” Fran, who had abruptly stood up and slapped the magazine shut, barked as if he hadn’t just eaten two pieces of tart. “Yeah, yeah, lapdog or whatever. So what didn’t you like about the article that made you rewrite it?” “The editor called my argument ‘eclectic’ and changed it as he pleased. Without my consent… Anyway, why do you even care about that?” Clearly aggrieved by…
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Divinely Bestowed Kingship (2) The Royal Advisory Committee was held in the best-viewed conference room in the House of Lords building. Though it shared only a wall with the crown prince’s office, the two rooms differed drastically in decor. The walls were hung with red silk and adorned with gold, and a large table was placed at the center of the meeting room. Along the broad sides of the oval table, there were ten committee seats per side, totaling twenty on both sides. The twenty Royal…
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Gray Flames of Revolution (1) During the awarding ceremony, the gallery of the hall was empty. The only attendees were the Master of Ceremonies, the Royal Chamberlain, and a few attendants to assist with the ritual. It looked like this decoration too faced opposition from the House of Lords, but Melchior seemed to have forced it through using ‘his unique skill.’ The official notice said family could be invited, but Cleio did not call anyone. Gideon and Vlad had returned to Colpos, and the…
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Divinely Bestowed Kingship (1) All the luggage that everyone had helped carry in was left just as it was in the bedroom. The long box was at the very bottom. ‘Looks like the kids stacked things like this.’ “Arthur. See the longest box over there? On the floor.” “Yeah.” “Take that out for me.” “You called me over with so much meaning just to make me work….” “I’ll do it.” “No, Isiel. Just stay put.” Arthur knelt and easily moved the luggage aside,…
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Everything Is in Its Place Vasco Greyer stared back and forth between the sword and the boy with eyes blazing. “Will you let me handle that matter?” “If you would take it on, I’d be grateful.” “In return, I’d appreciate it if you helped restore magical tools occasionally when I’m away from the capital. I plan to depart for the Meridian continent again, and my niece keeps pestering me to restore the artifacts in the warehouse.” Clayeo smiled brightly. It was the reaction she…
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The Asser Family’s Dinner (2) The dinner lasted for three full hours. It was the first formal dinner after reopening the capital mansion, and with Gideon visiting as well, the splendor of the table that day was beyond words. Concentrating on her plate with the mindset that she should eat well before all the business began, Clayeo couldn’t help but harbor reasonable doubts. ‘Does Mrs. Canton use magic, too? How did she prepare all this in just half a day without magic?’ Four servants…
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The Aser Family's Dinner (1) The source of the irritating sound was revealed. The sword had broken inside its scabbard. The practice sword could not withstand the load of ether. Blood was dried onto the scabbard and hilt, as well as the cuffs and collar of the dress uniform. The stains were so dark, Cleio was surprised he hadn’t noticed immediately. read that Arthur was tired and worn out. His breath was irregular, and there was no strength in the back leaning against the chair. “Hey.…
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