Spirit Chronicles Haruto Novels & Stories

(Greetings, Princess Bizura. After years of trying to communicate with you… finally! Two attempts I almost succeeded, but suddenly failed. Maybe because you still do not know your identity? Or is your defense certainly stronger than other volts? Apart from that, introduce! I am Mustaka, a spirit commissioned by the Four Dimensional Ruler, His Excellency the Great Emperor Azafer, to guard and protect you from being sought after by the enemy like the God of Hatred, for example. Indeed, Emperor Azafer expressed his remorse, for the grace he had carelessly handed down to Giris Druiksa.

Prince Zaeius was now holding his tears back. "Really?" Mon said between his breath. "I don't remember you..." 'Black Owl spirit has completed his redemption. The curse has been lifted. You can now proceed into reincarnation.' A smile formed on Mon's face when he heard the announcement from the above. And then, those were Mon's last words. His hair and beard turned white and his face became more wrinkled than before. He aged like a thousand year old. Prince Zaeius caught a glimpse of his eyes turned into blue before he closed them.

Therefore, Char summoned 'A spirit of Time'. The spectators were non-plussed and were in awe, even Drake was too. They were not understanding the conversation at all now, came the mentioning of 'The God system', even Char, who was considered prodigy now became a real life genius, because she summoned a blue spirit — this truly grew their curiousity to an another level — an un-worldly one. Whoosh ! A blue light, out of the blue, appeared and came a figure from its core — it was 'Aion', Char's blue spirit, he was 5 feet long, he also had long hair, round eyes, and a youthful and proud facial expression.

"You seeing anyone lately Haruto?" I asked, wanting to steer the conversation away from sex. "Nope. Not yet" he answered. Toshiro chuckled. "Haruto is a nun. Saving himself for the lord or should I say, Virgin Mary" Haruto chucked a pillow at Toshiro who ducked since he saw it coming. We burst out laughing. It's kinda true though. I've never heard Haruto mention any girl to me. Now that I think of it, he rarely talks about sex.

“Lemme get this straight: you want my help to escape so that I can be imprisoned inside you forever? Is it me or does that sound dumb?” Diego could find no words to respond. “I’m sorry my dear, but this is a once in a lifetime window for me. We never liked each other anyway,” the Spirit said with contempt in her voice. “Now be gone! You’re ruining my victory song.” “I’ll just kill myself then,” Diego declared with newly found confidence. “Dorian already volunteered,” the Spirit responded. “My death will take us the same way,” “Are you that desperate?” the Spirit’s smile faded.

“Alright, I got my answer. Now let us go fight some evil wizlings,” “What?” I asked, looking at him impossibly. “You love me and I love you. That’s enough for me,” he beamed at me and once again I was astounded. “Nice work Harly, now we could finally go to that battle right?” A spirit appeared beside Johann, it was a wizling wearing a huge armor and wields a huge sword. I recognized him from my memories. It was Valencia. I smiled at him as I recognized him he looked surprised when I did. Then he cleared his throat.

Young master Chapter 48 Welas and Alberto Mose enter the cellar, to torture Marvin, who they think is William. Marvin's face was covered in black cloth, and Welas quickly opened it. “Hah….” Compassion and Alberto were both shocked. "Who are you?" Welas asked. The man named Marvin looked up weakly. "I'm Marvin, Mr William's assistant." "Who told you to come?" Alberto snapped. "Master William, because he is visiting Fantasy Land, to meet his woman. So, I was asked to come here, replacing his business with meeting master Alberto Mose."

Kiran asked, his voice filled with confusion. "I am Axel Yanes, the first master of Imperial Dragon. The harp piece you resonated with, The Joyful Odyssey, and the telepathic connection it created has awakened the sword spirit I left in this Imperial Dragon Sword." "Sword spirit?" Kiran was astonished. "Yes. Imperial Dragon Sword possesses a spirit. In times of national crisis, I was granted this sword to protect our nation. As I died fighting against the forces of Sunland, I infused my soul into this sword, sealing it so it wouldn't fall into enemy hands."

They were putting on dragon-scale armors, which protected them from mage attacks and any other witch incarnations except for powerful curses. “Are you?” My eyes widened as I stared at Hilary, who still had a smile on her face. “Battle Lord Hilary, Alpha Ryu happens to be in his chambers, but we can’t get in without his personal maiden, whom we are yet to find.” I snapped out of the handshake, staggering back to get a full glimpse of her hair. Just as I expected, a three-way ponytail that pointed in three cardinal directions: north, west, and east. The legendary Battle Lord Hilary of the Seven Skulls is known to keep order in the supernatural world.

the leader asked bluntly. Alex remained silent, his eyes avoiding his leader’s. He knew what could happen if he mentioned the book Scarlett had. It was the very book they had been searching for for years, a relic that held secrets about the supernatural world—secrets none of them wanted to fall into the wrong hands. The revelation would condemn Scarlett and lead to the destruction of the book along with her; the punishment for possessing it was death. So he took a deep breath and simply shook his head. “It’s nothing,” he replied in a controlled voice, while the echo of the truth pounded inside him.