"We have waited long enough! We Devils have been banished in this forsaken place by the gods for a 60 thousand years! Now the gods have weakened they sealed themselves in there realm. An opportunity  has opened for us we shall take are land back. FOR THE GLORY OF DORGAMA!"

Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The group continued to ascend the stairs. To their surprise, they managed to reach the entrance before the stone figures came alive.
The unexpected outcome simply gave Mo Fan a loud slap to the face. The man could not help but explain himself, "It's most likely that the bloodline of the villages has stopped them from coming alive...I'm guessing that some monster is going to jump out from the mirror," said Mo Fan.
The mirror that Mo Fan was referring to was hanging right on the entrance of the palace tomb. The doors were tightly shut. The architecture consisted of perfect squares and rectangles, with some white cauldrons on the sides.
"I was given a fright as soon as I reached the top of the stairs. I thought the mirror was watching us, as if it were the palace's eye," Su Xiaoluo blurted out.
Mo Fan took a closer look and immediately sensed the feeling of being watched as Su Xiaoluo had mentioned, goosebumps rising all over him.
"It does feel like an eye...by the way, Su Xiaoluo, do you think the stairs look familiar to the drawings in the well when we are looking down from here?" Fang Gu asked Su Xiaoluo grimly as a thought crossed his mind.
"The drawing in the well?" Su Xiaoluo was stunned. She immediately turned around and glanced down at the long stairs. Her confused look was gradually replaced with astonishment, "You're right, it's the drawing in the well. No wonder I was feeling the stairs were familiar!"
Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Liu Ru had no clue what the drawing in the well that Fang Gu and Su Xiaoluo were discussing meant. Did that mean the villages were already in possession of the drawings of the imperial tomb?
"The Kun Well in our village is rather special. During a specific time every night, if you look into the well, you'll see a life-like drawing at its bottom. No, it feels more like the bottom is connected to somewhere else. It's like seeing a different world through the well. I can only remember seeing white jade stones in the shape of stairs. Aren't they the stairs we just climbed?" said Su Xiaoluo.
Mo Fan fell speechless for a while. Didn't that mean the Kun Wells that the villages had protected for generations were the white palace tomb entrances?
The strange drawing they saw at the bottom of the well was the imperial tomb!
"It's that Wicked Eye Copper Mirror. I believe the image it's reflecting is actually what we saw at the bottom of the well. You mentioned that it felt like an eye; it is an eye!" Fang Gu pointing at the mirror.
Su Xiaoluo came to a realization too, and her eyes glittered. "That means the drawing we saw at the bottom of the well is real. It's the scene of our old ancestor's tomb!"
Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou exchanged glances with one another as the other two in their group learned the meaning behind the teachings of their ancestors. They could see the disbelief in one another's eyes!
A long-distance surveillance camera from two thousand years ago!
The villagers were entrusted to protect the Ancient King's tomb.
It was likely that the emperor had spent more time and effort on constructing his tomb than he had invested in conquering the six nations. Otherwise, how did he manage to construct such a remarkable kingdom of death in the old times, one that had not been disturbed for over two thousand years?
"I don't know if this works, but let's try," Fang Gu murmured to himself as he took out an old copper mirror out of nowhere.
The copper mirror was only around the size of a palm. Its shape was similar to the Wicked Eye Copper Mirror hanging on the entrance. Fang Gu raised the mirror in his hand and directed it at the Wicked Eye Copper Mirror...
The Wicked Eye Copper Mirror blinked like a huge eye. Its gaze locked onto Fang Gu, Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Liu Ru and Su Xiaolu!
The white doors started opening slowly all of a sudden, like something was pulling the heavy doors apart. The moment the entrance opened, a strong gust of wind burst out with a howl, almost sending the group flying down the stairs.
It was obvious that the entrance had never been opened since it was shut. The difference in air pressure on both sides was immense!
"Let's go, the stone figures we saw are moving," said Fang Gu.
After learning the truth of the drawing in the well, Fang Gu seemed to recall more information about the place.
Mo Fan reflexively turned around as he heard noises coming from the stairs. He glanced back and down, and saw the stone figures coming to life. It was hard to tell how many years they had been asleep for, as they even forgot how to walk properly, and were staggering around like infants.
However, it was not a funny scene at all. Mo Fan could sense the overwhelming auras from the stone figures that were now moving. Each was stronger than the White Sand Giants they had encountered at the Drifting Sand River!
"They are very strong. If we couldn't open the door, it's likely that we'd all die to them," said Fang Gu.
Mo Fan nodded. He could at most handle two or three of the stone figures, but there was a whole bunch of them coming toward the group. They were as many as a pack of zombies!
The group of five did not dare waste any more time. They quickly entered the white palace tomb.
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The group followed as Fang Gu led the way. He would come to a stop, trying to recall information about the place now and then. It was obvious that the information that their ancestors had passed down was related to the white palace tomb. With the clues, it would be easier for them to locate the Ancient King.
They found themselves in a long corridor filled with art. The carvings hanging on the walls on both sides seemed to be the Ancient King's personal collection.
"Remember, try not to look at the art. They might be traps set up with the Psychic Element. If you somehow trigger the traps, you will fall into an illusion, a dream, and find yourself trapped within it," Fang Gu reminded the others, as if he had been here before.
Liu Ru was from the Blood Tribe, thus she was familiar with bewitchment and illusions, yet even her soul was almost hooked away by the carvings. She broke out in cold sweat when she heard Fang Gu's warning.
"Such a strong bewitching power, and the whole corridor is full of this art. Even a Super Magician would be lost in the art if they aren't careful enough, trapping them forever in illusions..." said Liu Ru in lingering fear.
She clearly realized how terrifying the power was, as she was familiar with bewitchment and illusions herself. It was a trap set up by the Qin Emperor Ying Zheng to stop outsiders from disturbing his tomb.
He had fallen into a deep sleep for over two thousand years. Apart from the stone figures at the entrance that had existed until today, no other life forms were able to protect his tomb. As such, his tomb would surely be filled with all kinds of traps. The trespassers who were caught in them would lose their way and die eventually...
"By the way, why aren't we at the end yet, we've been walking for quite a while now..." Zhang Xiaohou raised a question that prompted everyone to realize that something did not feel right.


He woke up in a familiar world that had vastly changed.

His familiar school had become a mystical school that teaches magic, encouraging everyone to become a mighty magician.

Outside the city, many wandering magical beasts and monsters attacked and preyed on humans.

His world of advanced science changed into one that praised magic. Despite this, his ambition in life, and his social status remained the same; one of the dregs of the society with a struggling father and a disabled step sister that couldn’t walk.

However, Mo Fan found that when most people could only practice a single major element of magic, he was a Versatile Mage!

Main descendants of Lin Family lives in the inner courtyards while servants and household employees live in the outer courtyards. 
Easternmost inner courtyard is Lin Yun's courtyard. Lin Yun's courtyard is unusually quite today. 
Lin Yun's motionless body is lying in his room. Yin-Yang necklace hanging in his neck shines and cover his body. It lasts for half an hour and the necklace grew dim.
The necklace is the only thing that Lin Yun's mother left for him. He has never seen his mother and his father never answer about his mother.
" ah " Lin Yun groans and opens eye blurrily. He looks around for few seconds and faints again.
When he regains consciousness, it is already morning.
He wakes up when his personal maid Xiao Yi brings in water to wash his face.
"Young master, let me wash your face"
"Young master?" Lin Yun thought aloud. Then light comes on. Familiar yet strange memories surface in his mind. 
'Is this afterlife?' Lin Yun thought himself.
This is not earth. From the memories, he knows that this world is called Blue Martial World. This is capitial city of Sun Empire, one of the seven kingdoms alliance.
Lin Yun stares at Xiao Yi.
"What's wrong young mater? Has Xiao Yi done something wrong?"
"Hm, nothing. Put the water on the table. Let me wash myself."
"Does young master do not like Xiao Yi anymore?" Xiao Yi pouts.
"I dont mean that"
"Then, let me wash you." She soaks in the water and washes his face attentively.
Lin Yun had already deflowered this sixteen year old girl. But she did not complain. She adores her young master.
Lin Yun was a failed entrepreneur on earth. He died in a car crash. He faced bankcruptcy. He was walking dead drunk when the car smashing on him.
He startled awoke with lots of pain and then he fainted again. 
When he wakes up again, there he sees this beautiful girl adoring watching at him.
'Young master is so handsome. If I can have it myself, it will be good'  Xiao Yi thinks in her mind.
But Lin Yun hears it loud and clear.
"Xiao Yi, am I really that handsome?"
"Um. Young master is most handsome man in the kingdom, no, in the entire world." 
This girl is really infatuated with her young master.
"Okay, bring me a mirror"
"Young master, look at this large mirror" Xiao Yi points to the mirror pasted on the northern wall of his room. 
Lin Yun's room is about 10 square metres. His large king size bed is located on the near the western wall. On the norther side his dressing table, alhmirah and that extra large mirror.
This is first time Lin Yun looks around in his room. Southern side is reading table, book rack, etc. Whole wall is full of paintings. They are all painting of beautiful women with partially clothed or nude postures. 
These are all his own paintings. All of them are his conquests.
Whole city is known for his lasciviousness. Parents have to hide their daughters from him. 
The door is on the east side. Near the eastern wall is weapon rack. There hangs spears, swords, sabres, etc. This is his father's arrangment. He never touches them.
Lin Yun walks towards the large mirror as he looks around the room.
"hm, this is korean idol face" his narcissistic instinct arouses. 
He really is handsome playboy. Broad eyebrows, sharp eyes, pointed nose, red lips, dark long hair hanging on his shoulder. His body is slim not that thin. This is is result of rare medicines spent on him by his father Lin Tian.
"This is god's given second chance. I will live to the fullest". Lin Yun looks at his reflection in the mirror and said with firm eyes.
His thoughts are pulled back when he heard Xiao Yi.
" Why does Princess Ye Lingling not like such handome man?" Xiao Yi asks herself.
Lin Yun turns to her and says, " It's alright as long as our Xiao Yi likes me"
Lin Yun is not pessimistic man. He had lots of hope for his business when he started up but it all went down when he offended a rich young master. 
Now that he gets a second chance. He decides that he will become the best business man and lives his life to the fullest.
"But young master looks for a new woman for every week" Xiao Yi pouted.
'Young master has not kissed me for a long time' She thought to herself.
But Lin Yun hears it. This time he is staring at her. He does not see her lips moving when he hears the second sentence. It puzzles him.

A failed entrepreneur died on earth and transmigrated into the body of a playboy, Lin Yun, the young master of Lin Family of Sun Kingdom Capital City. 
He decided to live his second chance to the fullest. He enjoyed the women while he developed his business empire slowly. 
He is not interested in the politics and the contest of throne. 
Will he be able to stay indulged in pleasure? Let's see how far he goes.

Note: It includes many explicit sexual contents.
Update Rate : 3-4 chapters per day.

Old castle-the second floor.
"Dance area"
According to the detailed map drawn by the Dr., there are some unknown hidden areas on the dark side of the castle.
The so-called "shade" refers to some hidden areas that are not provided with a clear gate and need to be decrypted by secret channels and organs.
The "dance area" is an important area in the shade.
In these areas, besides the key, there are important clues related to the secrets of the castle, which can speed up the team's exploration of the castle.
Once the secret area is cracked, the team can also get corresponding training points.
A four-person team led by Abel.
I spent most of my time searching for the entrance of the "dance area", and I also encountered Gargoyle in the peripheral corridor area.
Through a secret passage of an organ, Dempsey was able to decipher the organ quickly, and everyone got a clue document about the "dance area" by surprise.
Overnight rest and decryption of clue documents.
Come here again today.
Through refraction, adjust the mirror mechanism in the hidden channel.
The stone gate of the "dance area" opens slowly.
In a large and bright area, the walls are made of mirror surfaces ... A famous ballet dancer, with a white cloth as a cocoon, suspends her body in midair to rest.
Judging from the figure of this group of ballet dancers, their age should be between 12 and 16 years old.
However, their faces are wrapped in layers of white cloth, and they can't see their faces.
In the dance room, there are hundreds of ballet dancers hanging like this.
Moreover, according to the record on the map mark.
The "hidden dance room" also corresponds to a cadre with deep qualifications, because the cadre only moves in the dance room and never participates in any family council.
Even the doctor has not seen it in person, so there is not much information to provide.
I only know that he is a very special cadre.
"There is nothing to hesitate, everyone is ready to fight... Take advantage of the fact that the cadres have not yet appeared, and first solve these little things."
Ballerinas hanging in dance halls all exude pollution, and they are classified as evil.
Prepare for war.
Abel reached out and touched the portable goggles on his face to adjust it to combat mode.
Breath abrupt change, back emerge a nearly solid white Wolf shadow.
Equipped with a pair of claw fate weapons, they attacked the nearest dancer.
Berserker Dawu immediately followed.
When the sharp weapon cut the bodies of these ballerinas, what slipped out of them was a kind of cartilage tissue and a lot of sticky white liquid… Such deep cutting failed to directly kill this strange evil.
The disturbed ballet dancer immediately revealed a ferocious face.
Soft body, wound like a snake to cut your enemy.
Whoo! The skull wrapped in white cloth splits directly from the middle.
Expose a very exaggerated round mouth, saliva sticky... Twist her head and bite Abel.
the moment Abel's body was entangled.
Immediately arouse a kind of power from the giant bear, rely on brute force to completely shatter the ballet dancer's soft body, and turn around and kick the bitten head to pieces.
Instantly kill.
As for the other side, The Berserker is a little clumsy.
The dancer bit him on the front, and her corrosive teeth easily tore off a layer of flesh.
The injury made Dawu's eye pupil glow red.
The blood flow is accelerated, and the comprehensive attributes are comprehensively improved... Forcibly breaking free he cut the ballet dancer's head across the board.
Just after each of them solved one evil.
The ballet dancers hanging in the dance room began to shake...
Pa!
Getting rid of the traction of the white cloth, they fall heavily on the ground.
Because the body is too soft, it can't support standing… Even the hands and feet crawl like soft and slim, which looks very strange.
They can only crawl on the ground like a snake.
However, these crawling ballerinas did not come to the crowd, but gathered in the center of the ballroom.
Constantly overlapping and converging.
Eventually turned into a pure white woman with white cloth floating around her body.
Not only that, focus on this woman.
A circle of liquid-like field is formed within a radius of three meters.
In the white liquid room that constitutes the field, occasionally dancers' long legs and arms condense and form, and twist strangely in the air.
Obviously, once approaching the area, it will be entangled and attacked by various limbs, which will greatly limit the movement.
"Brother Dempsey, try ranged magic."
"Good!"
A solid fire spear is directly held and molded-in Dempsey's hand.
With the help of self-throwing and magic power, the speed of this fire spear is three times faster than that of ordinary magic, and its penetrating power is stronger.
Hum...
A strange scene appeared.
When the fire spear enters the white field.
A large number of dancers' arms were condensed from the liquid, and a white wall was independently constructed, which resisted the fire spear and quickly dissolved.
Dempsey throws all kinds of offensive magic in succession, and the same is true.
"adaptive defensive field... a family cadre.
Captain, it will take us a long time to take her down, and the pollution she carries is also a big problem. "
Abel nodded and looked at Mia, who was absent-minded. "Mia."
"Yes."
"Can anti-pollution agents equip us with two bottles per person?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Prepare to fight."
Mia's attention was not on the ballet teacher when the whole team was preparing for the war.
But through the spider's compound eye on her forehead, she carefully observed this dance room.
In advance.
There is one thing that needs to be explained.
HanDong gave three maps in total.
The first one was given to Mia when she was alone in the room, and it was the most complete map.
The second one was given to the newcomer team, and some map information was deliberately erased by HanDong.
The third one is given to the big three teams led by Johnny the Meat Shield Warrior. Many annotations on the map have been erased.
The only difference between Mia's map and Abel's map is the "dance area"... On the annotation of this area, Mia's map is more perfect.
A note marked with a black asterisk is written on Mia's map-"★ Mother's Nest Entrance"
The entrance to the mother's nest is hidden in this dance room.
As for the white woman, she is the gatekeeper at the entrance of the mother's nest.
The special task entrusted by HanDong to Mia is for her to separate from the team and go to the mother's nest alone in the dance area.
Just as Abel's team laid siege to the white woman.
Mia's compound eye found a mirror with a slightly different refractive index.
During the battle, Mia quietly approached this unusual mirror, liberated the curse from outside the city, and reached out and touched the mirror...
Ding!
I saw a ripple swinging on the mirror, and Mia had disappeared.
Dempsey, who is responsible for providing long-range magic support, witnessed all this by his side.
There was a little smile on his face, and at the same time, he deliberately made mistakes in the next battle, putting himself in danger, which might attract the attention of the deputy head of the team, Hydra.

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So has we've established so far I've said farewell John and I've returned home to find out my mother is a witch and im a witch myself.
My mom asks me to follow her to a different part of the house this room i didnt even no was there it was hidden behind a hidden door that was disguised as a full wall mirror, I've never seen my mother in the mirror before as I've had no reason to but standing by this mirror i saw my mother looking alot older with full head of grey hair and wearing different clothes than what she was actually wearing she was in a lovely black gown with bell cuffs and long flowing trail with grey and black lace detail she looked amazing.
So we enter through the mirror door into this what can only be described as a cave with candlesticks and lit candles dotted around the place they don't even look like they're burning down in the middle of the room is a big table with all kinds of things on there.
Looking at the table i see there's a goblet, a wand that looks like something out of harry potter,  a mini sword, an array of unlit candles, a big cauldron, and a deck of cards which i start to look at and question my mother " mom what are these here" with that she replied "they're tarot cards bill these will be part of your learning" i also see a big crystal ball on a stand made with ornamental skulls i hope so and not real human skulls.
As i look around the cave more and more i notice all different things 3 big bookcases full of books on witchcraft, spells, tarot, runes, crystals and brooms hanging on the walls and plants hanging "mom why are these plants dead and hanging with no soil ?" Iasked my mom 
"they're not plants Bill, They're herbs drying to use in my spells this one here is a special one this is sage which i need to make into a bundle today and ill then use it to cleanse the home and clear the negative" mom replied. "have you never noticed when you've come home how the house feels and smells different that it normally does ?" she asked me.
I replied "yes mom it does actually and is that what that does".
Looking around even further in the east side of the cave was a big leather bound A5 size book very nice looking with a pentagram on the front and decorated with sticks and moss and all things nature 
"Oh Bill becareful with that that book has been passed down from your grandmother and hers before that" mom said.
"And what is this book a heirloom or a nursery rhyme book" i replied.
"Oi Bill its not a joke that is the book of shadows where all spells and everything u need to no is in there all sections are for different things quick reference stuff the main stuff is in all these books you see around you".
"Sorry mom i wont make fun again, promise".
So i go on another explore of the cave thats the only way i can describe this room as theres no windows and the walls like they're decorated with rocks and moss and everything you'd find in a cave, there's even a little pond of water west side of the cave i only no the directions of these things as there's a compass engraved on the floor so im guessing this is correct.
"Mom when do we get into the stuff of doing spells and making magic" I asked
"You best get doing your first bit of learning heres a book please read it and study it and take this deck of cards and study those aswell".
"Ok mom but why have i got to read this book wicca by Scott Cunningham".
"Because Bill this book will tell you everything as a beginner into opening yourself up into the wiccan religion and being a witch" She replied.

We then leave the cave room the same way we came in and i look at my mom and smile widely i look back in the mirror at my mom and shes still wearing the same clothes and looks the same but without the mirror she has brown hair and is wearing normal casual clothes jeans, jumper and slippers so to me this is really spinning my head and confusing me but i didnt question it as the mirror image my mother is nearly an old lady.
So i head to my room and start reading the book as im really intrigued and what to no more about it but then i get distracted by the tarot cards ive been ask to learn and study so i pick a card and look at it this first card i pick is wheel of fortune at first glance i don't have any clue or anything but then something inside my head clicks and its telling me this is about someones fortune turning for the better i don't no if it's supposed to be upside down but im able to study it and hear in my head that they're fortune is going to get better and things will come out better than they have been.
It's getting late and I've got school tomorrow so I'm going have to stop studying the homework my mother has set for me and return to it tomorrow after school.

someone said. God closes one of your doors and opens a window for you.
Kyle didn't know if this was the compensation of the fate Goddess. I just knew that I didn't have much time. As a result, a stupid mage specially came to the door and sent warmth to the welfare.
Running over to N's Master's career and magical superiority is no problem, but the choice of death is such a time – at this time the coma lying in the mirror space of the Bruce Master, all over the body is written a 'mistaken' word.
"Let me see, you master the mastery of the spell…" Kyle rubbed his palm, looking at a Goddess fruit staring at Bruce, staring at Blink's faint green light.
His eyes and minds rushed to Bruce's body, but in a flash, hundreds of white-green cards were mixed.
And there are four blue-capacity cards, which are clearly leaping from the blue light.
"Four?!" Kyle was shocked, and for the first time saw that, in addition to himself, there are still many blue-capacity cards.
But then, he even opened his eyes, a purple ability card finally jumped from Bruce's with the the body, purple and arrogant, proudly suspended above the four blue cards –
[Medium/Mirror Space]: Enter the mirror space of another dimension. Purple ability card.
Using the dangling ring, you can enter another dimension that coexists with the real universe. Although the mirror space itself exists, it is not noticed.
The scene of the mirror space is similar to the real World mirror, and everything that happens here has nothing to do with reality. In it, you can secretly observe the real people and things, avoid danger, and create a battle home (some form of control can be appropriately controlled).
Use your skills to freely pull yourself and any creature within a range of ten meters (the upper limit of ten for humans) and pull into the mirror space.
The skill cooldown is: three hours.
Note: After a certain degree of damage to the mirror space, it will be difficult to maintain stability, and the creature trapped inside will escape to the real World.
Current status: Extractable, you need to hold a hanging ruler.
"Unfortunately, it's just a skill card." Kyle couldn't help but frown, and quickly relaxed and relaxed.
This is not a pity, the Master itself does not have the super-green level of physical ability card, otherwise it is not called 'Mage'.
The other four blue ability cards are the same, the spell skill class ability card.
[Transfer Gate Spell]: Opens a space transfer door in the form of a circle. Blue ability card.
Use the dangling ring to imagine a destination (reality needs to be more than 80%), stand in the original three to five seconds hand animation circle, open a small portal that spans two places and keeps for ten seconds.
The transmission distance is limited to one planet distance (based on Earth), and there are other constraints in outer space.
Current status: It can be extracted and needs to hold a hanging ruler.
"This spell…" Kyle's eyes are bright, mastering the portal spells, and what the usual car planes and vehicles are, and they are too low to be useless.
Slow, there are matching!
Kyle has shortness of breath, his eyes turning, and his eyes are quickly placed on the second blue capacity card.
[Fixed Portals to Create Mastery]: Master the construction techniques of fixed portals. Blue ability card.
Mastering mastery of creating a fixed-transport portal technology, opening up two places that can be connected forever.
Each fixed portal is only permanently bound to a location (Earth range only).
The fixed portal opens and the destination opens another Void portal. When the fixed portal is closed, the Void portal will disappear.
Current status: Extractable.
"Mirror space, portal, fixed portal, is this a set of welfare cards for reducing Earth distance and space planning?" Kyle tsk tsk feels, then look at Brugge, the arrogant black face looks Also very kind.
Good man! Knowing that he needed to speed up Earth's planning preparations, he rushed to send a series of space-related magic skills.
The other two blue ability cards are the Master's [***** Shield] and [Professor Mastery].
"Your spells are all for me!" Kyle sat down beside Brugge and began to copy and extract the purple and blue blue ability cards one by one.
Blue capability card, the extraction distance is limited to one meter and the reading time is half an hour.
Purple ability card, Kyle has never been pumped, now knows – the extraction distance limit is still the same, still one meter, and the reading time of the card is up to three hours!
But it took three hours to get the extraordinary spells into the mirror space, and Kyle was happy to do it.
During these hours of long card-sucking time, Bruce Master revived several times with good willpower, but he had not opened the eyes, and the head of the head was stunned with a punch.
After Kyle pulled five spell cards into his hand, Bruce's head was full of bags, and his head seemed to be swollen for a large circle.
"Right, I almost forgot the hang."
Kyle patted his head and reached for the strange ring worn by Bruce's left hand. The ring was dark black and required three fingers to hold, five times larger than the average ring.
This stuff is like a switch to get started with magic. It can connect people and nature, and lead to the potential mana of the body. Without it, even if you master the spell, you can't use it.
"It's time to go back." Kyle pondered, and remembered something, and he began to smash Bruce's musical equipment.
Personal items can't be extracted, so you can only smash it.
[Life Court Scepter], [Vatu Wand], [Jumping Boots]…
These instruments, for Kyle, are extremely small, and can be used as a sacrifice material card for the blue grade.
After five minutes.
Bruce Master snorted and noticed that the body was cold and stunned to recover consciousness. He woke up from the upstairs and looked up at the body. He looked down at the body and found that his body and his clothes were stripped off. Big pants.
"Are you awake?" Kyle next to him glanced at Bruce, who happened to take the last trophy gown into a card and feel satisfied with his chin. "Let me think about it, how to deal with you."
He personally prefers to kill Bruce, but if he is known by Master One, the relationship between the two sides will inevitably be stiff.
"There is." Kyle's mouth is rising, his left hand is waving, and the canned dry food of ten people is turned into a solid pile on the ground. He said, "This is for you. I hope that Ancient One Master can pay attention before you finish eating food. When you are in the mirror space, come and pick you up."
"What are you talking about?" Bruce climbed up in a panic and quickly persuaded: "Without me, you can't leave here!"
"Who said it." Kyle right hand put on the hanging ring, in the eyes of Brugge's sluggish eyes, he waved his palms, a little bit of burning Mars began to appear, and turned into a wheel in the air in front of him, opening the way The portal of the real world.
"How is it possible that you actually have spells?" Bruce Master was forced to doubt his eyes and three views.
"Not good means, in fact, I am also a mage."
Kyle smiled and walked into the gorgeous portal of Mars spinning.
Bruce's spirit was awkward, and when he reacted, Kyle had completely left the mirror space.

During the Second World War, Kyle looked at Captain America standing straight and proud before him. Suddenly, a series of skill cards appeared. 「Pistol Master」 「Martial Arts Master」 「Shield Defense Master」 「Super Soldier Serum」 Which skill card do you wish to extract? “Wait… what? This golden finger… you must be pulling my leg! Not only skill cards but I can also extract super-powered skills like the Super Soldier Serum? Mother of God… what is this?!”


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"I heard that this shop will be selling magical communication mirrors - with them one can contact anyone else, who has bought a mirror from this shop," said an old lady wearing a wide witch's hat and dark robes while standing on the street in front of the shop titled 'Dragon Enterprises' with her friend, who was similarly dressed.

"I doubt that it is possible. My husband once bought us a pair and I know that they work very specifically. It is impossible to connect them to other people's magical mirrors, since they are made by different enchanters and have different charms, even if the function is similar," said the old lady's friend arrogantly. She appeared to be very confident when speaking on this subject, however her companion wasn't convinced.

"They are even advertising that they will return the fees if what they are saying isn't true," she argued heatedly. Her friend just snorted with disbelief, however, she still carefully read the poster which was hanging on one of the windows.

Around the big white building, which was just next to the Gringotts bank, a crowd could be seen gathering. They enthusiastically discussed the magical mirrors and the new store's opening, which would happen on the next day. 

"Wow, they will be returning funds if the magical mirrors don't work?" said one brightly dressed wizard, eerily resembling Dumbledore, with some disbelief.

Another person shook his head, expressing doubt, and commented: "Have you seen what it says at the bottom? In the future the mirrors will have other functions, such as sending messages through them. Does it mean that we will no longer need owls? How does that even work?!"

"Ah!!! I am too stupid! I don't understand, how will I find out my friend's number if I cannot call them to ask?" asked one young lady, who had been squinting at one of the posters for the past 10 minutes. Her boyfriend, who has been standing by the side the whole time and tapping his foot on the ground, impatiently answered:

"You really are stupid! Just floo and ask them! You can also send an owl with your own number and when they call, they will tell you their number."

The lady wasn't angered, seemingly used to her companion's temperament. She idly continued to talk, as though she didn't notice her boyfriend's impatience: "But look at how much they cost! The minimum cost is 3 galleons and if the calls exceed 100 minutes per month, we have to pay 1 knut for each additional minute? What if we don't pay?"

A sigh of exasperation could be heard. The lady's boyfriend really wanted to know how he came to like this slow-minded girl. "Don't you see what's written in front of you? They can disable your mirror until you pay up!"

"That's just ripping people off!"

"Well, it is apparently hard to maintain the whole network, so they are doing it because they don't want to 'crash' it, whatever that means..." came the uncertain answer for the first time during their conversation. 

An old and flair wizard, sitting on a floating chair, heard the pair's talk and interrupted: "I bet that's hogwash - they just want to earn some money! Though the whole set up does seem to require some very specific magic... However, the mirror is more convenient than standing on the knees in front of a fireplace. At my age I cannot even floo-call my friends, cause none of us want to damage our knees. Even cushioning charms don't help much!" The old man sighed and floated away.

Meanwhile, the impatient young wizard was thoughtfully considering: "Actually, when thinking about the costs, if the mirrors work as advertised, then they should be cheaper in long term than buying an owl and their food or constantly buying floo-powder. Did you see the price increases? It's like they think we have bottomless pockets!" 

His girlfriend shook her head with disappointment - her companion was too money-conscious, no wonder he worked in the Finance department of the Ministry!

---

The day of Dragon Enterprises first store's opening wasn't very lively or bright. As it was already the first day of December, the unpredictable English weather made itself known by raining small droplets one minute and stopping the next. There was even some light mist, spreading along the streets and blocking the sight.

However, despite the unpleasant time of the year and the inconvenience, a lot of people still lined up at the front of the new store, which hasn't even opened its doors yet. This was because the poster, hanging by one of the store's windows, clearly said that the first 100 customers will get a deal of buying one mirror and getting another one for free. This kind of service would be available only on the opening day! How could curious witches and wizards not gather?

"I can hardly wait any longer, it's almost 9 a.m., do they not see us? Why are they not opening up?"

"I had to recast the drying charm for the third time today, and the day hasn't even properly started yet!"

Grumbles and complaints could be heard from the people standing in line, however no one left. Soon the Dragon Enterprises opened its doors and the people rushed in - it was hard to tell whether they wanted to get away from the rain or were eager to see the new products.

"Oh, finally!"

"Ah, it's so warm and bright inside!"

"Let's see what new stuff they got!"

As soon as people entered, they were instantly mesmerized by the shop's elegant interior. The salesmen and salesgirls respectfully greeted the first customers and led them around the store, explaining that there were no real differences between mirrors yet, aside from them having different frames and casings. 

Wizards were mostly happy with simple and cheap versions - made with common wood or metal frames. On the other hand, ladies' eyes were shining while looking at mirrors which had pretty carvings or colors. Most could only sigh wistfully after seeing those, which were made from gold, silver or expensive wood and even had gems encrusted. However, every mirror had one thing in common - be they cheap or expensive, they were all done very well and looked quite elegant, with the symbol of the curling dragon at the back.

"It doesn't matter, as long as it's usable," said an old wizard. His wife disagreed, "What usable? What cheap? All you know is to save money! My neighbor over there is buying a mirror with silver frames and carved flowers, yet you want to buy me the one made out of wood? How will I be able to face her in the future!" The old wizard could only give up - his wife didn't care that the wood was also expensive and the carvings were very beautiful -  he had to get either silver or golden one for her.

Considering the exclusive deal of 1+1, witches and wizards didn't hesitate to choose different mirrors for themselves and their partners, friends and children. Especially since they were repeatedly assured by the staff that the money would be returned if the products didn't work as advertised. 

A lot of customers bought more than two mirrors, so the store's staff was very busy. There was a long line forming from the counter throughout the whole store, so the buyers were given queue numbers and were thus allowed to rest on the couches by the side, while they waited.

There was also a line to register names to contact numbers, which was a bit shorter but still quite long.

In the end, the first day of business was very successful for the Dragon Enterprises and the next day the Dragon Mirrors were already in the news.

Draco was very happy to see that the mirror network was working as intended and even though his staff did make some mistakes by accidentally registering wrong contact numbers to the wrong names, those things were not too serious and were quickly sorted out. 

The young entrepreneur was especially pleased by the article in Daily Prophet, for which his father (obviously) paid for. It praised not only the young boy, who was the company's founder, but also the mirror network - as the new magical innovation of the century!

Imagine yourself dying and reincarnating into the book series where you know the future, where magic is a thing, and where your whole family belongs to the side which is destined to lose the coming war. 


Will you change your destiny? 


Will you try to become one of the 'good guys' or push the Dark side to win? 


Or maybe you will be neither...


*cover picture doesn't belong to this author.

Deep in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, on the peak of a mountain stood a gigantic cross that bordered the realm of reality and illusion.
There was a blurry figure hanging there. Ancient wooden stakes dyed with fresh blood that didn't drip down passed through "His" body, nailing "Him" to the cross.
At the bottom of the cross was the Angel of Fate Ouroboros, who was wearing a simple linen robe and had silver hair that reached "His" waist. "He" sat there cross-legged with a gentle and pious expression as "He" closed "His" eyes and prayed.
Adam, whose face was half-covered by a pale blond beard, walked over and stopped in front of the huge cross. "He" raised "His" head and silently looked at the hanging figure.
"He" held Arrodes in one hand and held the second Blasphemy Slate in the other. "His" eyes were limpid and his expression was calm.
After an unknown period of time, the image of The Hanged Man on the huge cross suddenly faded away, connecting to the sky and to the land below with a shadow curtain. Behind the curtain, there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes watching over the world.
In the next second, a rift appeared in the shadow curtain. It was dark inside, faintly reverberating with an illusory tidal wave.
Adam raised "His" left hand and let the ancient and mysterious magic mirror emit a faint glow.
In the light, a sticky but illusory black liquid surged out. A boundless sea that seemed to contain all colors appeared. It looked like it was at arm's length but couldn't affect reality.
Following that, Adam placed the second Blasphemy Slate into the illusory scene.
The illusory sea scene in the distance ebbed gently as it circled the second Blasphemy Slate, forming a certain connection with it.
The second Blasphemy Slate was a manifestation of the corpse of the ancient sun god—one which was extremely close to being a Great Old One, and almost equivalent to the owner of the Chaos Sea.
Upon seeing this scene, Adam's left hand moved slightly, allowing Arrodes to fly up and fall towards the Angel of Fate Ouroboros under the huge cross.
The second Blasphemy Slate that "He" held underwent some subtle changes, and through the rift on the curtain, "He" walked inside.
The shadow curtain closed and quickly faded away, leaving behind a huge empty cross.
No one said a word throughout the entire process. Everything was carried out silently. Angel of Fate Ouroboros didn't even attempt to open "His" eyes.
At the same time, Amon became a god and used the first Blasphemy Slate to block the tunnel that the Mother Goddess of Depravity was trying to enter through. The Lord of Storms finally smote apart the corpse cathedral that Adam had envisioned out of nothing, and one of Adam's identities.
After a while, Tail Devourer Ouroboros opened "His" eyes and cast "His" gaze at Arrodes, which had landed on "His" lap.
On the surface of the mirror, silver words appeared in the swirling illusory water:
"You should know the feeling of piously believing and following a great existence, right?"
Ouroboros nodded indifferently.
"So, can you send me back to my Lord?" On the surface of the mirror, silver words squirmed and formed a new sentence. "Once you answer, you can ask me two questions."
Ouroboros silently looked at the ancient mirror in silence for a long time.
Finally, Arrodes couldn't help but produce a new question:
"Why aren't you answering?"
Ouroboros looked at "Himself" in the mirror and replied calmly, "I haven't thought through it yet."
"Three questions…" On the surface of the magic mirror, the silver light slowly outlined two words.
…
In Backlund, on a lawn that belonged to a bungalow.
Will Auceptin, who was already over two years old, was happily chasing a fat golden cat with glistening fur. Beside "Him" was a nanny and a maid.
Ever since this Snake of Fate was born, Aaron Ceres's career had improved by the day. Now, he owned a private hospital that provided medical services to high society.
As "He" ran, Will Auceptin stepped on a spot that was slippery. With a slip, "His" body involuntarily leaned back.
"He" took a few steps back and stepped on another rock.
This provided an impetus to stop Will Auceptin's fall, miraculously allowing him to maintain "His" balance.
In regards to this encounter, alarms started ringing in this chubby toddler's head. This was because with "His" luck, it was impossible for "Him" to step on a spot that could make people slip.
A familiar figure quickly appeared in "His" eyes.
It was Sherlock Moriarty wearing a half top hat and a black double-breasted coat.
Will Auceptin turned "His" head abruptly and looked at "His" nanny and maid. "He" discovered that they hadn't noticed the appearance of the stranger on the lawn.
"I have a nagging feeling you would say: 'Go ahead and scream. No one will hear you,'" the two-year-old toddler mumbled as he turned around.
Without waiting for Klein's reply, "He" spread "His" hands and said, "In short, I must congratulate you on becoming a King of Angels.
"Bullying children doesn't suit your current status."
Klein let out a soft chuckle.
"Do you know how to fool fate?"
Will Auceptin raised "His" head and looked warily at Klein.
"Giving me fake ice cream isn't equivalent to fooling fate."
With that said, "He" grumbled, "Why don't you squat down? At my age, it'll be bad for my neck's development if I have to keep raising my head like this."
Klein didn't have the air of a newly advanced King of Angels. He squatted down with a smile, allowing Will Auceptin to look him straight in the eye.
Will Auceptin held "His" nanny's hand and said, "Unless I've advanced to Sequence 0 and become a Wheel of Fortune, fooling me in any form doesn't count as fooling fate."
Klein thought and asked, "You haven't found the opportunity to accommodate the Die of Probability?"
"No." Will Auceptin shook "His" head before adding, "I have a premonition that it's coming soon."
Klein carefully looked at the chubby two-year-old toddler for a few seconds before suddenly smiling.
"If I were to give you and the Die of Probability to Ouroboros, would 'He' quickly advance to Sequence 0?"
Will Auceptin glared at Klein and said, "He will also need to wait for an opportunity to accommodate it. Furthermore, the opportunity to become a Wheel of Fortune, and the requirement to accommodate the Die of Probability isn't the same."
As "He" spoke, Will Auceptin curled "His" lips.
"If you wish to accommodate The Fool's Uniqueness, the corresponding ritual can be simplified. It won't be that difficult.
"In such a situation, by ingeniously using the abilities of a Trojan Horse of Destiny and making a sacrifice to a certain degree, there's a chance of fooling fate.
"However, when you attempt to advance to Sequence 0, even if you accommodate the Uniqueness and absorb three Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics on separate occasions, you will still have to hold a ritual, allowing the corresponding items to fuse and undergo a qualitative change."
Is that so… In other words, choosing to first accommodate the Uniqueness is just a trick, but in the end, I have to truly fool time, history, or fate… Klein nodded slightly and said, "I roughly understand."
He smiled and added, "Enjoy your childhood. I wonder how long it will last."
With that said, Klein's figure turned transparent and vanished from the lawn.
Will Auceptin's other empty hand instinctively grabbed forward before retracting it weakly.
"He left just like that… He's so rude. He actually didn't prepare a present when he visited…" the child couldn't help but mutter.
…
North Borough in Backlund. Saint Samuel Cathedral.
Klein, who had transformed into Dwayne Dantès, walked into the prayer hall and found a corner to sit down.
He looked at the Evernight Sacred Emblem on the altar, lowered his head, clasped his hands, and began to pray.
"The Evernight Goddess who stands higher than the cosmos and more eternal than eternity. You are also the Mother of Concealment, the Empress of Misfortune and Horror…"
As he prayed, Klein's body and mind gradually settled down as though he had entered a half-awake state.
After an unknown period of time, a boundless darkness appeared in front of him. Beside his feet was a clump of night vanilla and slumber flowers.
This place was so quiet that even breathing seemed to disturb those in slumber around him.
Before Klein could survey his surroundings, a figure suddenly descended from the depths of the darkness.
There was clearly no sky or land here, but the figure seemed to come from the crimson moon or the stars in the sky.
"She" was wearing a long, layered black dress that didn't seem complicated at all. It was adorned with countless resplendent lights, as though the starry night sky had been draped upon it.
"Her" head was indistinct and difficult to discern. He could only confirm that it was a female.
"Long time no see," the figure said gently before Klein spoke.
"Her" voice was like a lullaby.
Klein bowed in a gentlemanly manner and said, "Is this directed at the former Lord of the Mysteries, or me who was previously hung above Sefirah Castle?"
Klein was very certain that this was a dream, but a dream didn't mean that it was fake.
The Evernight Goddess's projection said with a smile, "I'm not sure where you were hanging above that door of light. After I left, I never went back again."
Indeed… Klein sighed inwardly. From the details, he confirmed the origins of the Evernight Goddess Amanises.
"The three cocoons of light that tore open were side by side," he replied simply.
The Evernight Goddess's projection was silently floating in the darkness, giving off a surreal feeling.
"She" said softly, "The people there were all candidates meant for the Lord of the Mysteries's revival, but due to some unknown incident, "He" lost control of many things.
"If it wasn't for that, I would've died long ago, and lived with the identity of the Lord of the Mysteries. Then, you and Roselle wouldn't have had the chance to return to reality."
This means that the death of the Celestial Worthy is more thorough. "He" can only rely on the will left inside the Beyonder characteristic and the mechanical arrangements of Sefirah Castle to revive? Klein sighed and smiled.
"I can already hear 'Him' whispering into my ears."


With the rising tide of steam power and machinery, who can come close to being a Beyonder? Shrouded in the fog of history and darkness, who or what is the lurking evil that murmurs into our ears?

Waking up to be faced with a string of mysteries, Zhou Mingrui finds himself reincarnated as Klein Moretti in an alternate Victorian era world where he sees a world filled with machinery, cannons, dreadnoughts, airships, difference machines, as well as Potions, Divination, Hexes, Tarot Cards, Sealed Artifacts… 

The Light continues to shine but mystery has never gone far. Follow Klein as he finds himself entangled with the Churches of the world—both orthodox and unorthodox—while he slowly develops newfound powers thanks to the Beyonder potions.

Like the corresponding tarot card, The Fool, which is numbered 0—a number of unlimited potential—this is the legend of "The Fool."

Staring at the parchment in hand, Beaulac felt that it was just a joke. The so-called magic rite was too simple and ridiculous. It seemed that this magic rite just came from a piece of folktale. 
How could anyone manage to summon the most powerful demon like that?
Although Beaulac never learned magic, he had some basic understanding of magic rites. As one of the most flourishing families with a long history in Holy Heilz Empire, the Gorse family had gathered a lot of precious documents related to magic, so the family members could be profound enough for their adventures outside of the empire. There were rumors saying that the Gorse family was the descendant of Thanos, the Sun King, from the ancient Sylvanas Magic Empire.
However, although at the first glance, the magic rite looked rather ridiculous, it was surely creepy. Maybe something powerful and mysterious was hiding behind it.
After around ten minutes, Beaulac started talking to himself as if he was puffing himself with the courage, "It wouldn't do any harm if I just tried it… Maybe it's just a joke, but maybe… I'm ready for signing the compact anyway."
He clenched his fists and the look on his face was quite distorted. His eyes were filled with enthusiasm and cruelty.
Looking up at the clock, Beaulac realized that it was already close to eleven thirty at night. He hurriedly set off to find the candle, mirror, apple, and knife.
However, the faster he rushed, the harder it was for him to collect all the materials. After more than ten minutes, he finally found a mirror and a knife, but the white candle and the apple were still nowhere to be found.
He was very regretful that he had dismissed all the servants and gave them one day off. He never had to rummage around himself!
His forehead was covered with sweat, and he even wanted to slap himself in the face, for he was going to miss that great opportunity tonight! It was almost twelve at midnight!
However, eventually, he managed to find a white candle and an apple in the kitchen.
He had never felt luckier before. Holding the candle and the apple in his hands, he felt the sincere joy.
Hurriedly running back to the study, Beaulac blew out the rest of the candles and only left one to provide light. Then, he placed all the items on the desk.
It was only two minutes to midnight. Beaulac made his blond hair a great mess and now he looked like a vicious wizard in the folktales.
After finishing all the work, he sat behind the desk and waited. Suddenly, a thought worried him greatly. He wondered if the clock was accurate.
Taking out his fancy pocket watch, Beaulac double-checked the time, but then he started to doubt if his pocket watch was still working properly.
Although Beaulac knew that it probably did not need to be this accurate, he was still very nervous. He felt that this was his last gleam of hope.

Tick-tack… Tick-tack… The sound of the clock sounded rather loud. Beaulac's heart beat fiercely as if it was going to jump out of his chest. His blood was flowing faster and faster.
Dang… The clock struck twelve. Beaulac's back suddenly straightened. He hurriedly blew out the candle and lit up the white one. Under such a great sense of pressure, he almost broke the candle.
The dim candlelight looked rather mysterious and dreamlike in the mirror, as if countless demons were hiding in the shadow.
In the dark closed room, Beaulac shivered from the atmosphere. He started believing in this magic rite now.
With his trembling hands, he picked up the knife and the green apple and started peeling it. Although he never peeled an apple himself, with his power equivalent to a high-level squire, Beaulac was quite good at controlling his hands. A few times, he almost failed, but still successfully got the job done.
When he looked in the mirror, he saw his face covered by his messy hair. The candlelight lit up part of his face.
He never looked at himself in this way, and Beaulac even dared not to recognize himself in the mirror, as if he had already fallen in the hell. The long and thin apple peel fell on the desk. Beaulac hurriedly looked up, hoping that the summoning had worked.
However, all he could see in the mirror was still himself.
Beaulac was very upset. He had no idea which step was wrong.
Suddenly, a cool draft rose in the closed study, making the candlelight flicker. Beaulac hurriedly looked in the mirror again and saw that there was a creepy smile on his face.
The 'Beaulac' in the mirror, with that vicious smile, started pulling the skin off from his face, and the bloody flesh underneath was revealed.
Beaulac wanted to scream but found himself unable to. He wanted to stay away from the mirror but discovered that he had been trapped on the seat.
The blood and flesh started wriggling and finally turned into a white-faced demon with a long red tongue hanging.
"You have summoned me, from the deepest places in hell. Now, you may say your request."
The extremely cold voice made Beaulac shiver, but at the same time he finally realized what was going on—he had indeed summoned the demon! The rite worked!
"I want to… I want to become a knight! A grand knight! No… I want to be the Gorse Duke!" burst out Beaulac, feeling extremely thrilled. At this time, in his eyes, the ugly and horrible demon was his last hope!
"You get; you pay. That's the rule of demons. Are you ready to pay?" With its long tongue hanging down, the demon put on a cold smile.
When Beaulac was just about to nod, a thought flashed through his mind and he stopped himself. Instead, he asked, "The costs are different, aren't they? For different things."
"Of course. I'm one of the seven most powerful demons from hell, and my name is Greed. Your pay must satisfy me," said the demon.
The demon's words reminded Beaulac of the most ancient story told in his family. In that ancient story, there were seven mysterious demons from ancient times, for example, Greed and Wrath.
Thus, Beaulac had completely believed in the compact and asked respectfully, "Your Excellency, Greed, what would cost me to be the duke, and what would it be to be a grand knight? What about just becoming a knight?"
When trading with a demon, one had to be extremely careful. Beaulac remembered the note left by his father.
Greed responded, "If you want to become the duke, you have to give me your soul when you die. No worries. Your soul will still be able to enjoy the endless happiness in my realm. If you choose to become a grand knight, you have to give me the rest of your life after reaching fifty. No matter who you are and how powerful you become, you can only live up to fifty years. If you just want to become a knight, you shall give me ten years of your life."
Beaulac took a deep breath and became hesitant. Of course, he did not want to sell his soul to the demon. What was the point of he becoming the duke if he had to die at fifty?
However, the demon, Greed, seemed to be quite different. It was not lying about anything, and it was very clear about all the consequences.
After a long time, Beaulac asked in the low voice, "After I make the choice this time, if somehow I fail to hit my final target, can I summon you and make another choice again?"
"No problem. But that will be another trade," said Greed.
"Then…" Beaulac took a deep breath, "I choose to become a knight who still has the potential to become a grand knight."
"As you wish. However, to do so, I have to slightly change your destiny track. So, you have to tell me in details whatever happened to you. The more detailed your description is, the more likely I can make sure that you can still become a grand knight in the future," said the demon in a very well-mannered way.
Beaulac could not wait to become a knight and did not doubt the demon's words. He was told that the more a prophet knew about a person, the more accurate the fortunetelling result would be.
"… My first time… happened when I was seduced by my father's mistress. She's getting old now, and I'm pulling away from her…" Beaulac confessed his life experience in great details, including his personality and many habits.
Outside of the study, the secret guard was just staring at the other end of the corridor. According to the tradition of the family, the guards could not interfere with inheritors' doing. As long as the inheritors had not sold their souls and betrayed the family, they could do whatever they had to become the duke, even including seeking the power from demons. He was even the one who found the white candle and apple and placed them where Beaulac could see best in the kitchen.
The motto of the family was: power and means form the foundation of everything.
Therefore, the guard did not stop Beaulac in the black market but simply protected the young master and later he was about to report this to the old duke. When he knew that the young master was looking for some white candles and apples, the guard wondered why the magic rite was so strange.
Soon after the rite started, the guard felt dizzy and then lost his consciousness.
...
In another room of the villa, wearing a black hood, smiling, Lucien was quietly looking at the mirror in front of them and listening to Beaulac's life story.
The best way to get someone's detailed information was to let the person talk himself!
Sometimes, even without using magic, one could steal another person's memory as long as the biggest weakness of the mind was found!


"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut."
In this magic world, knowledge is power.

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