A Barbarian Was Admitted To The Academy Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“The moment your eyes were blinded in a short time you already lost the fight. If your opponent has that sword, your head must be rolling on the ground already.” Barrett knew that this world relies on strength , ability and power, unlike her modern world that is peaceful and hasn’t faced any difficulties of war, these people here are trained to survive. Barrett runs to Denzell and holds his arm, she urges him to finally go and so he follows. Manuel bowed his head and bid goodbye to the pair.

His eyes were glued to the scene in front of him. He had just entered the college and was making his way to his class when he saw his tigress yelling at someone. It was her cousin Zaviar and the boy whom she had bribed yesterday. He smiled realizing she was angry at them because they did not succeed in helping her to degrade him.

I wondered if blood might bind us. Luckily, it did not. Still, as I grew, many mistook me for him. And in time, I became what I once feared — cold, relentless, and eventually named the Barbarian. He was the darker version of me. Older. Crueler. “If a gaze could kill, I would say you’ve slain me countless times, my dear twin,” Kazakth’s voice broke my thoughts. Somehow, he had drawn near without a sound. I may have stood taller and broader, yet he was no lesser Alpha — he was an enigma, the most powerful of our kind.

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He was a member of the Sky Demons, after all. "I've attained new enlightenment while cultivating the Desolate Ancient Scripture. I achieved it several days faster than I thought," Barry answered while retracting his aura. He landed on the ground. "Do you know them?" Chase noticed Barry had no ill feelings toward him and was relieved. He wanted to ask about the current situation of the Sky Demon Army, but was unable to when he looked around and saw the soldiers whose heads he had chopped off. Barry was from the same race, after all.

I fumbled my toes, reading the chapters intently as the atmosphere quieted down. The other reason why I was so excited for the newest chapter was, it stopped at a good part where another new character is introduced. It was a mythical dragon, named as Clairmont but people called him Halberdier of Chaos, Rodrigar. Even though he’s just introduced in about a few chapters, somehow, he immediately became my favorite. I don’t know how should I put it, but maybe I’m attracted by how the author managed to explain his appearance in detail; a dark skin tone, piercing golden eyes with a spiraling red around it’s cornea, tall stature, and leanly muscular body. The author also stated in their notes that

He waved friendly at me, so I waved back with a big smile. Seeing Timothy reminds me of Daniel Balthazar, the two children are really very different. But somehow even though it was impolite and arrogant, I liked the strange kid's frank attitude. Maybe I should ask Alpha Sam next time about their relationship. It didn't really make sense for their relationship to be only tutor and student, between an Alpha werewolf and a human boy.

Alarick liked to give those Southerners to one of his men, warriors tended to like those pretty Gythaeans, and it was amusing to see them trying to escape the clutches of a Maudian. Some of them ended up liking it, but usually it scared them so bad they either broke or ran away to spread nasty rumors about Maud. Good. He didn’t like to look soft. He called the small party of soldiers he’d chose to patrol with him, and headed back to the fortress. His fortress. His castle and his frontiers. His territory. His grandfather was the first barbarian to challenge the old tribe and create an actual empire. Some followed willingly but it took them years to convince the rest of the old tribe to join t

It was like my body understood him in a language my mind refused to learn and when he stepped closer, my eyes stung. Not from fear, but from the realization that shook me down to my bones, Some part of him is protecting me and some part of me… is letting him. God help me. I don’t know if this is obsession. Or madness. Or destiny. All I know is that Rolan Baranov is a danger I can’t outrun and worse I’m not sure I want to anymore. ⸻ Next day……. I’ve attended Blackthorn Imperial Academy since I was fourteen, and somehow… the building still feels alive, like it’s constantly watching me.

I sat comfortably after, yet my mind wander from time to time to the black door, and waiting while my heart panted to the black figure. Dad once said how it's hard to admitted to the most pristigue of academy of shifters, however, a luck and fate is what compile the world of shifters. Despite that, it's good to not win over the soft side, and let your trickery be win and your scheme to show all the time. Not long after, the indefinite voice shake the silent off and the pub to slightly tremble. The black figure appear and said so loud in excitement, “I got you admitted, Willyeah!”