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    • Chapter 12.1, Secret Warren Strats. Scene 1 (Split Part 1/3) Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   Warren, Irene, and Kaoru, a Priestess of T'oued, began their secret conversation after fitting earplugs onto Asley and Pochi. Out of the corner of Warren's eye, he saw Pochi shouting, "Master, can you hear me? Testing, one, two!" at Asley, whose only reaction to her was a sigh.   "So, what's this hush-hush talk about? You even brought out the props," Kaoru questioned, eyeing Warren suspiciously. "Lady Kaoru, Miss Irene... I believe Lucifer himself will be…
    • Chapter 11.2, The Holy Warriors’ Vow Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   "Ah... that was delicious," Lylia sighed contentedly. "I think you ate a month's worth of their sales," Giorno commented. "Oh, by the way, Giorno... Do you have enough money?" "You always have perfect timing, Lylia..." "What do you mean?"   Lylia didn't look angry, just genuinely puzzled.   "Well, it should be fine... I hope." "Good, that's a relief," Lylia said, leaning back in her chair. "Now, why don't you tell me why you're here,…
    • Chapter 11.1, The Holy Warriors’ Vow Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   In a time long past, the Devil King had been vanquished... As the Sacred Calendar approached its end, Giorno, one of the legendary Holy Warriors, had settled in a modest town. The house of the Hero who had once defeated the Devil King was neither grand nor humble. Giorno's once-handsome face had aged, now softened with gentle lines and a bit of stubble. Sitting before a simple meal of milk, bread, and warm soup, he let out a sigh of…
    • Chapter 10.2, The Philosopher’s Test Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   The relentless attack caught the trio off guard, leaving them struggling to find footing.   "Defend!" Blazer shouted, his urgency apparent.   The concentrated bombardment offered no room for error.   "You're kidding! Did that monster calculate the rocks' trajectory?" "He's targeting the exact three directions we jumped! If he isn't using magic to guide them, it's incredible!" "Yeah... Dude's definitely a monster!"   Bruce…
    • Chapter 10.1, The Philosopher’s Test Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   In the Far East Wasteland... A single beam of light pierced through the swirling dust storms. Anyone who had ever used the arcane arts would recognize it as the glow of a Teleportation Spell Circle -- the invention of Asley, the self-proclaimed Philosopher. A man appeared, stepping out of the light -- his body rugged, covered in countless scars that spoke of battles fought and survived.   "Damn, man! He REALLY lives like this? I didn't believe it at…
    • Chapter 9.2, Encounters In Younger Days Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   That night, Gaston and Billy quietly slipped out of the boys' dormitory. They headed to the Adventurers' Guild, where they signed up and waited for Irene's arrival. Only a few minutes remained until their rendezvous.   "Gaston," Billy murmured, his eyes darting nervously over the boisterous crowd of adventurers. "What is it, Billy?" "Ever had a drink?" "Never." "Me neither."   Despite the War Demon Empire's lack of age restrictions on…
    • Chapter 9.1, Encounters In Younger Days Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   "Ah-hem! I am Irene, soon to be one of the Six Archmages!"   The bold declaration echoed through the Magic University classroom as she stood proudly at the podium, her chest swelling with determination and self-assurance.   "Very good, Miss Irene. That's quite an ambitious goal," the instructor responded with a calm, measured tone. She clapped her hands softly to send Irene away. "Now, please return to your seat." "Grrr!" Irene growled in…
    • Chapter 8.2, Irene’s Turning Point Cover
      by Silavin Translator: Barnnn   The western gate of Beilanea, as specified in the letter. The time: five minutes to midnight... Footsteps echoed, swift and deliberate. The guard at the gate tensed at the sound but quickly averted his gaze and straightened his posture. A palpable aura of anger surrounded the approaching figure, enough to be mistaken for bloodlust.     Noticing the guard's reaction, the source of the anger, Irene, reined in her arcane…
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