Wizard's First Rule Series In Order 소설 & 이야기

"I knew. But there were rules. And they were not kind rules." Kael watched silently, as if every word were poison that had to be poured out. "The first rule: Never raise both. Siblings are too strong. Too deeply connected. Together... they are dangerous. Even as children. The last command of the Order was: if you find a pair, you may keep only one. The other... must be hidden. Forgotten." "Like an object," Rea whispered.

His red eyes deepened, indicating his desire to sort things out. "One of the book of history has gone missing last night. The Book of Creation. And then this morning, it is found on its shelf again. Not a piece was taken nor changed," Merko said. I had been to their library a couple of times and had seen that book. However, due to my very busy schedule, I could not read it since I have to prioritize knowing more about potions. "It is not allowed to take the books out of the bibliotheca. How come that it has gone missing? Who was patroling last night?" Yamiko asked.

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

Anna clicked her tongue, "so tell me, Anita, who wrote the four books?" "The books were written by Adele," Anita said, "your grandmother. The first queen of the witches. That is when you were really Zaekyr." She said. "Adele?" Anna stared at her. "Yes. But she only wrote the first three books." Anita said and hesitated, "As you can see the last book is full of dangerous magics and spells, including the death spell, that's why you can't memorize anyone of them and that's why the book was not able to be copied into different pages, because the writers would inevitably learn the spells and die before they can learn to control it."

“What’s the second rule of magic?” “For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.” The rules of magic were the first lessons Abertha taught me after which mushrooms are poisonous and which are fun. Abertha nods, and her expression becomes grim again. “The day Broderick Moore led the pack out of the foothills, he screwed with nature. Shifters in cars. Wearing suits. Sitting behind desks, clickety-clacking all day, sleeping at night. Packmates alienated from each other, the poor huddled on rafts in the water to avoid the evil that roams the woods, ignored by the lucky ones safe in their high towers.”

She can literally no longer feel her legs anymore as she holds on tightly against Damon for support. "Kill him," the leader finally speaks with his voice booming loudly and echoing as though he is speaking through a microphone. Without hesitation, five of the wizards storm forward and stretch out their hands as a swirling energy evaporates all over their fingers, creating different ornaments of magical elements that create swords mystically from nowhere in each of their hands. "What the f—" Serena can barely complete her sentence as the first wizard storms over towards them, disappearing from his previous position and materializing suddenly directly in front of Damon and Serena.

“You two keep using the word. So I made one.” He flipped it open. The first page was already filled with his sharp, blocky handwriting. Rule One: We use the bond to save the world, not to win arguments. Rule Two: No reinforcing another’s spell without them asking. Rule Three: No emotional “eavesdropping” without consent, unless someone is actively dying. I felt my mouth tug at the corners. “You really wrote ‘actively dying’?” “I like my exceptions clear,” he said. “Look. There’s space underneath for both of you.”

She thought maybe she could see some things that could break the bond. She walked to the shelves and searched around for any books that involved werewolves. She picked up a book from the shelf. The book had a picture of a black wolf in front of the title. "Werewolves rule." She remembered that she had seen the book before. The book was for anyone who had just transformed for the first time. It was for the new wolves to know and follow certain rules. "Maybe it might have something to do with how to break it." She said , flipping the book. It was a book with a lot of tiny writing. She flipped it for some time, until she got bored. She was about to drop it when something caught her attention.

"I say we start from the known to the unknown. Here, you'll have to turn this mouse to a cup and vise versa. " " But first, you need to know the rules. I have three rules guiding this room. First, try not to damage the objects. Second, no one leaves without learning a spell. Third, the rules must be kept. " " Wow! " " Yes. It might be only three but they're strict. " " No. I love it especially the second one. ‘No one leaves without learning a spell.’ I love it. " She smiled. " I added that rule because of myself. Remember when I told you earlier that I was just like you, I couldn't do anything? This rule kept me awake all night until I learnt one or two spell. "

I never knew an eye roll could look so attractive on someone— Oh my. What am I even thinking? “Rules suck,” he said. Rule #1: Keep at least a meter of distance between us. I didn’t even know why I came up with rules between us. And even more confusing, why he agreed to them in the first place. He wasn’t the type to just go along with something like that. Everything was still unclear to me, but maybe this was for the best. I shook my head as he stubbornly shifted, clearly rebelling against the space I was trying to maintain. Instead of sitting back down, I checked my phone again for a reply from Samael. I could still hear Azazel muttering quiet but sharp curses under his breath.