Magic Emporor の小説・ストーリー

Emily complimented with surprise. “I had a rough time before” Edmund replied with a small smile. ‘CEO Edmund Hale had a rough time before? The guy who actually owns all the businesses in the country and abroad from jewelries and gemstones to textile industry, tours and travels, expensive clubs, pharmaceuticals, a big part of the medical industry and last but not the least the he is the king of video game world. How did he have such a rough time before that he was unable to afford a comb?’ Emily couldn’t help but think about his statement.

He looked strikingly similar to Joel. Emily furrowed her brows, reading the caption on the screen: "JOEL MANCHESTER, CEO OF EMPIRE WORLD CORPORATION." Her mouth fell open in disbelief. She rubbed her eyes and looked again, but it was still the same man and the same caption. Her mind raced, connecting all the dots: the bank accounts, the lavish lifestyle, the shopping spree. The man she was living with was indeed the CEO of Empire World Corporation. Everything suddenly made sense—the familiarity, the arrogance, and the inhuman aura he carried.

"I'd want to buy your loyalty. I'm giving you branded clothing, a huge house, and every luxury you could possibly want. But all I ask in return is that you devote your life and loyalty to me." "See me as your god," he whispered into her ears. "I give you complete freedom in your everyday life. You'll have my money, and you're free to do anything you want with it. Go to clubs and drink as much as you want. I won't mind if you f*ck as many guys as you like, even my henchman Jonathan, if you want him. But-" "Never forget who you serve," he emphasized, his brow furrowed. "You must be ready to die for me if it is necessary to protect me."

Ezecarl smiled, proud like a father, as he tapped her head. She was nicknamed A because she never failed. Every experiment made on her was successful. A, because of her name Ameira. A is also significant since she is the most influential. For a child, the very first letter is always in the lead. P R E S E N T T I M E "So did you come back here just to let me know about it or is there some other reason?" Ameira came back to reality when the old man spoke. The old man really knew her but the director only knew a part of her personality.

[Emmanuel - Level 12] HP- 109 DEF - 89 ATK-67 SPEED - 33 MANA - 980 Skills: None Examining Emmanuel's status, it became evident that he had no prior knowledge of magic before arriving in the city. Additionally, his mana circle appeared filled with impurities, resembling an unused car engine in need of maintenance. Despite this, Emmanuel possessed an exceptionally large mana pool, surpassing that of anyone I had encountered, save for individuals like Duchess Isla or the Headmaster of Brightwing Academy, Cleo.

Through their simple conversation, James learned about the general history of the Space Race. He also learned about the Empyrean herb that had been left by a powerhouse of the Human Race long ago in the Space Race’s plantation. No one knew this human’s name, but there were records of him in the Space Race’s ancient books being addressed as the Holy Emperor. Unfortunately, the Empyrean herb in their plantation could not be consumed by the Space Race.

the emperor said without even thinking twice about it. --To be continued…

Bastet jumped up in her lap and lay down as always. “Where do you need to go?” Corbin asked. “The Mirror River Pack,” Ember answered. “Easy enough,” he said with a nod. Ember turned to me and said, “Don’t worry about going through the portal. You won’t get sick and nothing bad will happen to you. I promise.” I nodded my head and took a deep breath. There’s a first time for everything and this would be a first. To say I was nervous would be an understatement. I listened as Corbin and his soulmate Margot chanted together, “aperta.”