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Chapter 41 - Determination, part 4

The victory celebration would take place in the center of town.The preparations were not at all elegant, they consisted mainly of a large table, along with some food and torches to light the place.As he watched from a distance how everything unfolded, only one thing was on Zark's mind.Seeing how all the peasants, after the revolt due to despair, tried to do something to celebrate that they were still alive.Although they did not possess much, they tried to hold a celebration as a way of thanking Zark.Even if it wasn't enough, his humility touched Zark.".... We are finished here, once the celebration begins, we will say our farewell, after that we will return to the castle.""It is understood." Keil who was next to Zark answered."Where is Ingrid?"“Said she needed to talk to a…. Human"Keil's voice was strained. Since there was no danger present, there was no reason for her to be so alert.Considering this, there was only one reason for that. Zark, using a low tone of voice, aske

Última atualização : 2022-08-21

Chapter 42 - Determination, part 5

From the shadow of a building, Marcel had seen it all.From how the townspeople had gained the courage to fight, to how, minutes later, his courage had been shattered by a colossal force.Power was everything, Marcel had learned that recently.Unlike the villagers, Marcel remained calm at all times, even his own cousins had fallen into despair.Marcel's calm was due to two things.First of all, dying or living did not matter to him, his parents had died, what else could they take from him?The other reason was that Marcel already knew that the town would be saved.Before dawn, Ingrid, the beautiful girl who had saved him, had infiltrated the place where he had slept.Marcel knew that she was not human, but for him, that was irrelevant, human or not, she was a good person.At first he was unable to believe him, but as he related in more detail what would happen, the more Marcel became convinced that their words were true.Once the attack was over and the undead army was no longer in

Última atualização : 2022-08-21

Charpter 43 - Viktor Drichey, Part 1

The bedroom door creaked open and Father Wilkud entered the room where the dying men were to die. The air in the room was stale and heavy with the stench of death. The flame of the single candle sizzled in the sudden draft of air, casting monstrous ghostly shadows that fluttered across the walls. At first Father Wilkud barely made out that someone was huddled under the covers of the small bed. It looked as if one of the brothers had removed his habit and carelessly tossed it on the bed. It wasn't until the seemingly empty garment moved and the wrinkled cloth fell from a head that was little more than skin stretched over a skull, that the priest was certain that someone was there. The figure was frail and looked old, very, very old… His head was completely bald and dotted with freckles, and the only visible hair was thick gray eyebrows. His bony hands had been deformed by some cruel degenerative disease to look like claws. The old man's skin was paper thin, taut on the bones he cove

Última atualização : 2022-10-18

Chapter 44 - Viktor Drichey, part 2

The first time I saw a corpse, I was five years old.Well, I guess that's not entirely true. He had seen Old Jack, Black Jack, the town drunk, before that. But it was the first time I had seen the corpse of someone close to me. Now it seems strange to think that he has never been close to someone, but in other times, I must admit, that someone was my mother. She had died of a fever.Did her death affect me deeply? Looking back now, I think it must have been.My sister Karen was only three at the time, and she could barely remember our mother. Our dear mother. But to me, her smiling face is as warm and bright as she was when she was alive; even now, after so many, so many years.It was she who raised us, who took care of us. She was the one who fed us when we were hungry, she comforted us when we were sick or unsafe, she encouraged us when we were sad. She was the one who loved us.And for us she was much more than just a mother. Certainly, she was

Última atualização : 2022-10-19

Chapter 45 - Viktor Drichey, part 3

The old year had already ended, and now, with the joyful celebrations of the new year, the first signs that announced the arrival of spring were already visible in the territory, present in the trees, in the undergrowth, even in the scent of the air. .New life would soon come to the Empire, after the dead months of winter.A subtle mist rose from the meadows that stretched adjacent to the tree line that lined the road, where the warm golden rays of the first sunlight evaporated the night dew from the ground.The first light green shoots were almost visible, and the fingers of the still-lifeless tree branches curved up into the gray sky and formed a passageway above the road.In just a matter of days, Viktor would begin a formation that would allow him to become one of the greatest wizards the Empire had ever known.And then, among the trees, across the mist-shrouded pastures, he saw her, the great city of Genbofen.Viktor gave an audible ga

Última atualização : 2022-10-20

Chapter 46 - Viktor Drichey, part 4

Viktor sat in his window seat, gaping at the wonders of Genbofen. The vehicle followed the main road into the city and rattled on the cobblestones that paved the streets.In the eighteen years of his life, Viktor had visited cities before, of course. Once or twice a year he had accompanied his father to the main market in Vengenholt to collect alms from the Church of Mortis and to purchase supplies for the Chipped Chapel. But Genbofen was something very different, five times the size of Vengenholt and with a population six times the size. For the young magic student it was a wonderful thing to behold.The houses rose to heights of three, four, and even five stories above the street, and many of the upper floors jutted out beyond the main wall of the buildings. That was not important in the case of the main avenues of the city, but in the secondary streets the floors stood out so much that they transformed the roads into dark tunnels in which the sun, if it shone, penet

Última atualização : 2022-10-21

Chapter 47 - Viktor Drichey, part 5

"What did you think of the class?" He heard Viktor ask a great voice next to him. The accent was that of the city of Genbofen itself.Looking back, Viktor saw another student trotting forward to catch up with him as he left the classroom. He appeared to be the same age as Viktor, with a neat head of blond hair and a fuzz of beard on his chin, trimmed in the style of what Viktor believed was the fashion of the imperial capital. He also weighed between five and ten kilos more than Viktor himself. The student clutched to his chest a half-open backpack with scrolls and a quill sticking out."Fascinating. Better than he had expected. "Better than you had hoped for? What do you mean by that? "“Uh… It doesn't matter. It has truly been everything he had hoped it would be. ""Professor Theodria is certainly an excellent speaker, right?""It is obvious that he is a man of great intelligence and a scholar of the arcane arts.""Ext

Última atualização : 2022-10-22

Chapter 48 - Felix Crissinger, part 1

At the moment, I find it hard to believe that I was ever so impressed by old Professor Theodria. His mind was as closed to new thoughts as an Adamantite strongbox reinforced by enchantments. There was no way that he believed that there could be another way, another way of knowledge far greater and more powerful than his own. Because deep down he was a coward who was afraid of those who dared to question the primitive and antiquated understanding of the world that he considered an irrefutable truth, a way of thinking that he clung with all his might like a dog to a bone. .The school principal was a cowardly and dogmatic fool whose position of power and influence was based on a weak-minded attachment to the knowledge and practices received from others.But looking back, as much as I may despise my memories of Professor Theodria, that is nothing compared to the hatred and contempt I feel, even now, towards that shitty Inquisitor, sow sonic, rotten sewer rat, Felix. Criss

Última atualização : 2022-10-23

Chapter 49 - Felix Crissinger, part 2

During weeks of diligent study, Viktor also regularly received letters from his sister Karen about him. They always arrived when a carriage made a postal delivery from Vegenholt, the closest town to Chipped on the main routes through the Empire. Letters that had previously been brought there by some willing farmer who transported his goods to the town to sell.And amid all this hustle and bustle of Viktor's new life, whenever he received a letter from his devoted and loyal sister, it evoked the life he had left behind. Karen's letters kept him up to date on everything that was happening at Chipped and let him know that his sister was toiling there without him, taking care of his father and taking care of her needs. They were a comforting reminder of home. There was never a letter from his father.At first, Viktor dutifully responded to each of Karen's missives, as he had resolved to do, and sent the letters through the city mail company. But as time passed and Viktor's

Última atualização : 2022-10-24

Chapter 50 - Felix Crissinger, part 3

The heavy oak door of the library slammed open, breaking the quiet, musty silence of the place. The room was usually almost sacredly quiet, as if it were a shrine, but this had now been broken by the arrival of the Inquisitor.He had the attitude of a man used to having to get what he wanted by force and being satisfied with it. And, of course, no weak apprentice magician was going to stand in his way.The man was over six feet tall, wore leather riding boots, and although he appeared to have reached middle age, this made him look even stronger rather than detract from his vigor. Viktor saw thick, rope-like muscles taut on the man's neck as he laid eyes on him.Felix's profile was of noble lineage, with a prominent and distinguished jaw, short gray hair, and a neatly trimmed beard. His eyes were piercing sharp points of sapphire blue, and his teeth were bare as his lips parted in a fierce canine grin. He had the unmistakable air of a murderer, even in the eyes o

Última atualização : 2022-10-25

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