Translated by shovatranslations
Edited by Fragrantpig89
Please enjoy the chapter the first part of the third chapter.
The skeleton didn’t look like a high-level demon, it didn’t even seem to be a skeleton soldier.
The entire skeleton was so small that it could not even reach the height of a normal person.
The bones were mottled with the traces of scars, especially in the most important part of the skeleton, its skull, where several significant cracks could be seen.
As for the ribs, there were less than 20 of them in total remaining as if the bones there were used by some stray dog as it emergency food stock.
The only difference is that there were two slender bones protruding from its back like some wings or similar to it.
This is the creatures created by God’s essence??
Seeing the skeleton, Rogge's jaw almost fell off.
How can this skeleton be associated with the Gods of heaven, is it to say that the gods that enjoy the infinite glory are inherently evil in nature?
…………..
Despite this, Rogge slowly extended his spiritual force toward the skeleton and gradually merged with it, while trying to see if this skeleton was a new breed of the monster seen before.
Everything went smoothly in the process, however, contrary to Rogge’s expectation, the skeleton seems to have nothing special, except for its skull which was bigger than the average.
Suddenly Rogge was hit by the fatigue as his mana runs out after continuous probe of the skeleton.
“Alas, in any case, you are my pet, from now on your name will be ‘Romance’.”
“I don’t want to delve into how skeletons and romance are related,” saying this Rogge sent the skeleton back to the other world.
And in the vanishing moments, Rogge seems to feel that it was bit depressed and discontent with the name.
+
Are you kidding me? Even the skeleton is depressed?
It is an illusion. "I must have been too tired.”
…………………
The next morning, Rogge summoned his pet three times in a row, until he exhausted all of his mana. Rogge finally accepted the fact that his pet was a skeleton.
Rogge meditated to replenish his mana, and by the time he woke up, it was near dusk.
"It's time to go and have a drink.”
……………
"Oak Grove" was quite a bit old bar around here. It was small in scale, and only three blocks away from the Magic Academy in the North. It was also one of the places where Mercenary Union releases its mission.
Therefore this bar is always flocked by the apprentice magicians and mercenaries.
And naturally a lot of women and girls who wants to catch a rich husband.
………………
"Oh, isn't this Rogge? Had not seen you for a long time, heard that you have made an about turn and is ready to become a great magician?
Rogge looked and saw that it was Emmett; they once fought with each other to pick up a girl, the type of friend who was a bad influence.
Emmett stalwart, he was three years older than Rogge, his father was the cavalry captain of City Defense force, cavalry brigade. He was an intermediate knight and had been giving Emmett the training since childhood to become a Knight, but somehow sent his son into magic school.
But Emmett still has some talent in magic, despite he entering the Academy a whole year later than Rogge, he was able to become Rank 3 magician half a year earlier.
Currently, he was working hard to become a Rank 4 Magician.
Rogge went over to Emmett, sat there and without a word picked up the cup of wine and drank it. After a long swig, he put the cup down and heaved a deep sigh.
The table also had three other people sitting and with a glance, one can tell that they were from the nobility as they were wearing a rapier in their waist, commonly used by the nobles. They were laughing and playing with two dancing girls.
Emmett grabbed Roger's shoulder and said "I say, brother, these days have been really boring without. Others are not as fun as you”
“Why I am annoyed, you have not been playful. Which girl did not put you on? Huh! HAHA.
“Come on tell your elder brother all about it. But first, let’s have a drink. Men, bring two bottles of tequila here.”
………………………..
The atmosphere in the bar gradually reached a climax, and from time to time one could hear women’s scream and several loud bursts of laughter.
"Come on, Brother Rogge, let me introduce to my friends…….. This is Lawrence. Count Bloom’s second son, this is Keith, his father is my father's immediate superior. This is Franco; he is the nephew of Marquis Foren. Emmett introduced them one by one to Rogge.
"I say, that girl over there is not bad," Florence was staring at the corner of the bar. Following his gaze, All in the table saw four men and two women sitting at a table in the corner.
They looked like mercenaries, and one of them was wearing a Magician’s dress.
About 19 years old girl was dressed in a seductive dress and dark short armor through which her bare white legs were exposed. There was a belt tied to the thigh and with three knives.
The bar had a dim light and it was not enough to see the specific color of the breastplate, but there was no doubt that it worked well to highlight the fine curves of the girl’s chest.
The neckline of the breastplate was very low and deep cleavage there almost cause the eyes of Florence to fall. However, a large sword beside her made people sober little. After all, that large sword illustrates the strength of the girl.
Female warrior’s face was bright, long light brown wavy hair casually hung around freely.
The girl sitting beside the female warrior looked to be noble with her powered makeup.
She only looked like she was fifteen or sixteen years of age. She was wearing a long skirt with frills, which was made with exquisite craftsmanship and quite a lot of precious material. The girl’s only jewelry seemed to be the pair of sapphire earrings.
The lewd gaze of several people was immediately noticed and female warrior turned back to stare at them.
Seeing Lawrence whistling, Female warriors face turned cold and her hands reached to the hilt, however, she was stopped by the mage, "Do not stir up trouble here, Kiwei".
…………………………….
Just then, the bar suddenly quieted down for a moment and everyone turned their head to look at the entrance of the bar.
There was a man that was entering the bar.
The first thing that was noticed was a fluttering blonde hair, like the dazzling sun enough to make every one dejected. That blonde was comparable to the sun god’s handsome face which was engraved with an easy smile.
He was only wearing a breastplate with the gold chain that was decorated with complex inscriptions engraved in it. In the center of the breastplate was a pattern of gold lion’s head adorned with a cross and tulips.
"Orpheus! The golden lion of Rhine alliance, why would he come here??”
A continuous low discussion could be heard around in the bar.
He was the only son of the lord of the Bavaria Duchy of the Rhine Alliance. He was sent to the Holy Shrine of the Holy Church to receive guidance in his childhood.
He only returned back to the Rhine alliance only half a year back.
Orpheus was one of the three young knights in the Church and had shown great military talent early, plus born with a handsome face and illustrious background, even outshining the Rhine alliance’s several princes.
Beside Orpheus, there was a woman only less than half a head shorter than tall Roque. Her stunning face had no expression and was like an iceberg.
She was wearing a rare black mage robe, and her every step seem to be like the black plumes of flames constantly swaying and this posture unceasingly producing temptation.
Behind the woman were two guards, their face full of murderous intent as if they had gone through countless life and death situations.
After the Orpheus’s party went up the stairs without looking at anyone, it took a long time for the bar to regain the usual loudness.
However, Rogge became restless in his heart, he didn’t know why but in the eyes of the Orpheus he seems to see a pair of silver eyes.
"Bang!"
A large glass beside the Rogge exploded and all the drinks in it were spilled on the unsuspecting Rogge. However, Lawrence was more miserable because the broken glass had landed on his forehead.
Rogge quickly turned around to see the female warrior walking toward them while carrying that unsheathed big sword and giving off the murderous aura and The four male mercenaries also followed behind her while moving into a battle formation.
EDts: well this chapter was a long one and we thought may be we should break it up ... but don't worry they will be published together .....
Previous Chapter Table of Content Next Chapter
Edited by Fragrantpig89
Please enjoy the chapter the first part of the third chapter.
The skeleton didn’t look like a high-level demon, it didn’t even seem to be a skeleton soldier.
The entire skeleton was so small that it could not even reach the height of a normal person.
The bones were mottled with the traces of scars, especially in the most important part of the skeleton, its skull, where several significant cracks could be seen.
As for the ribs, there were less than 20 of them in total remaining as if the bones there were used by some stray dog as it emergency food stock.
The only difference is that there were two slender bones protruding from its back like some wings or similar to it.
This is the creatures created by God’s essence??
Seeing the skeleton, Rogge's jaw almost fell off.
How can this skeleton be associated with the Gods of heaven, is it to say that the gods that enjoy the infinite glory are inherently evil in nature?
…………..
Despite this, Rogge slowly extended his spiritual force toward the skeleton and gradually merged with it, while trying to see if this skeleton was a new breed of the monster seen before.
Everything went smoothly in the process, however, contrary to Rogge’s expectation, the skeleton seems to have nothing special, except for its skull which was bigger than the average.
Suddenly Rogge was hit by the fatigue as his mana runs out after continuous probe of the skeleton.
“Alas, in any case, you are my pet, from now on your name will be ‘Romance’.”
“I don’t want to delve into how skeletons and romance are related,” saying this Rogge sent the skeleton back to the other world.
And in the vanishing moments, Rogge seems to feel that it was bit depressed and discontent with the name.
+
Are you kidding me? Even the skeleton is depressed?
It is an illusion. "I must have been too tired.”
…………………
The next morning, Rogge summoned his pet three times in a row, until he exhausted all of his mana. Rogge finally accepted the fact that his pet was a skeleton.
Rogge meditated to replenish his mana, and by the time he woke up, it was near dusk.
"It's time to go and have a drink.”
……………
"Oak Grove" was quite a bit old bar around here. It was small in scale, and only three blocks away from the Magic Academy in the North. It was also one of the places where Mercenary Union releases its mission.
Therefore this bar is always flocked by the apprentice magicians and mercenaries.
And naturally a lot of women and girls who wants to catch a rich husband.
………………
"Oh, isn't this Rogge? Had not seen you for a long time, heard that you have made an about turn and is ready to become a great magician?
Rogge looked and saw that it was Emmett; they once fought with each other to pick up a girl, the type of friend who was a bad influence.
Emmett stalwart, he was three years older than Rogge, his father was the cavalry captain of City Defense force, cavalry brigade. He was an intermediate knight and had been giving Emmett the training since childhood to become a Knight, but somehow sent his son into magic school.
But Emmett still has some talent in magic, despite he entering the Academy a whole year later than Rogge, he was able to become Rank 3 magician half a year earlier.
Currently, he was working hard to become a Rank 4 Magician.
Rogge went over to Emmett, sat there and without a word picked up the cup of wine and drank it. After a long swig, he put the cup down and heaved a deep sigh.
The table also had three other people sitting and with a glance, one can tell that they were from the nobility as they were wearing a rapier in their waist, commonly used by the nobles. They were laughing and playing with two dancing girls.
Emmett grabbed Roger's shoulder and said "I say, brother, these days have been really boring without. Others are not as fun as you”
“Why I am annoyed, you have not been playful. Which girl did not put you on? Huh! HAHA.
“Come on tell your elder brother all about it. But first, let’s have a drink. Men, bring two bottles of tequila here.”
………………………..
The atmosphere in the bar gradually reached a climax, and from time to time one could hear women’s scream and several loud bursts of laughter.
"Come on, Brother Rogge, let me introduce to my friends…….. This is Lawrence. Count Bloom’s second son, this is Keith, his father is my father's immediate superior. This is Franco; he is the nephew of Marquis Foren. Emmett introduced them one by one to Rogge.
"I say, that girl over there is not bad," Florence was staring at the corner of the bar. Following his gaze, All in the table saw four men and two women sitting at a table in the corner.
They looked like mercenaries, and one of them was wearing a Magician’s dress.
About 19 years old girl was dressed in a seductive dress and dark short armor through which her bare white legs were exposed. There was a belt tied to the thigh and with three knives.
The bar had a dim light and it was not enough to see the specific color of the breastplate, but there was no doubt that it worked well to highlight the fine curves of the girl’s chest.
The neckline of the breastplate was very low and deep cleavage there almost cause the eyes of Florence to fall. However, a large sword beside her made people sober little. After all, that large sword illustrates the strength of the girl.
Female warrior’s face was bright, long light brown wavy hair casually hung around freely.
The girl sitting beside the female warrior looked to be noble with her powered makeup.
She only looked like she was fifteen or sixteen years of age. She was wearing a long skirt with frills, which was made with exquisite craftsmanship and quite a lot of precious material. The girl’s only jewelry seemed to be the pair of sapphire earrings.
The lewd gaze of several people was immediately noticed and female warrior turned back to stare at them.
Seeing Lawrence whistling, Female warriors face turned cold and her hands reached to the hilt, however, she was stopped by the mage, "Do not stir up trouble here, Kiwei".
…………………………….
Just then, the bar suddenly quieted down for a moment and everyone turned their head to look at the entrance of the bar.
There was a man that was entering the bar.
The first thing that was noticed was a fluttering blonde hair, like the dazzling sun enough to make every one dejected. That blonde was comparable to the sun god’s handsome face which was engraved with an easy smile.
He was only wearing a breastplate with the gold chain that was decorated with complex inscriptions engraved in it. In the center of the breastplate was a pattern of gold lion’s head adorned with a cross and tulips.
"Orpheus! The golden lion of Rhine alliance, why would he come here??”
A continuous low discussion could be heard around in the bar.
He was the only son of the lord of the Bavaria Duchy of the Rhine Alliance. He was sent to the Holy Shrine of the Holy Church to receive guidance in his childhood.
He only returned back to the Rhine alliance only half a year back.
Orpheus was one of the three young knights in the Church and had shown great military talent early, plus born with a handsome face and illustrious background, even outshining the Rhine alliance’s several princes.
Beside Orpheus, there was a woman only less than half a head shorter than tall Roque. Her stunning face had no expression and was like an iceberg.
She was wearing a rare black mage robe, and her every step seem to be like the black plumes of flames constantly swaying and this posture unceasingly producing temptation.
Behind the woman were two guards, their face full of murderous intent as if they had gone through countless life and death situations.
After the Orpheus’s party went up the stairs without looking at anyone, it took a long time for the bar to regain the usual loudness.
However, Rogge became restless in his heart, he didn’t know why but in the eyes of the Orpheus he seems to see a pair of silver eyes.
"Bang!"
A large glass beside the Rogge exploded and all the drinks in it were spilled on the unsuspecting Rogge. However, Lawrence was more miserable because the broken glass had landed on his forehead.
Rogge quickly turned around to see the female warrior walking toward them while carrying that unsheathed big sword and giving off the murderous aura and The four male mercenaries also followed behind her while moving into a battle formation.
EDts: well this chapter was a long one and we thought may be we should break it up ... but don't worry they will be published together .....
Previous Chapter Table of Content Next Chapter
" Table also had three other people and with a glance can tell that they are from the nobility as they were wearing a rapier in their waist"
ReplyDeleteu should say "the table " makes more sense
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