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Heaven, hell, and the world themselves have forgotten a prominent figure that once stood at the pinnacle. Alas, the said figure himself forgot who he was.

Lyon is a young man who lived a leisurely life on earth. Not much was said except that he enjoyed such a life. However, one fateful night sent him to the world where killing is not a sin, alchemy is a thing, and magic cultivation is not imaginary.

Immediately after being sent to this world. He is met with a beautiful woman who rumbled the earth and cracked the very firmament under the mortals' eyes. Selena is her name. She claimed to be his wife, the first one of three.

However, their meetings didn't last long due to circumstances that he has yet understood. With one wedding ring on his finger that contained half of his past power, he sets forth to find Cecile, the woman whom Selena said is a queen in Blue Continent, the other wife that he adored then.

But, he lacked focus at times, and combined with his whimsical nature, he often finds himself, in unusual situations. His smirk and lazy demeanor brought nothing but trouble for himself and the others around him. His relentless nature of stealing, his rebellious adolescence year, and the capability to smile by the teeth of a gnawing dragon brought his charm to a height that fairies once forget. Though his perverted nature often gets them to scurry away almost immediately, those that stayed long enough to know him better, know the redeeming qualities of Lyon Torga as a whole.

Regardless! His arrival in this world has rotated an old cog of fate that those old monsters and old kings in the ages of the ancients, would have never guessed to be working again.

Emperor's Reckoning

The headmaster's feet reached the ground before he looked at the crowd with a gentle smile on his face.

"I must have made quite a scene here, sorry, but please disperse," said the headmaster with a smile.

"E-Eh?" The alchemists were stupefied by his words. They clearly saw how that young man held him up against the bookshelves. It was blatant offense as far as they were concerned.

"C'mon then," the headmaster smiled.

The alchemists begrudgingly turned around with confused looks except for Renduval and Hilde. Chatters were heard among them as they left the second floor.

"Hah~ safe~" Hilde let out a sigh as she closed her eyes. A disaster didn't erupt as she thought it would be. Lyon was still a wild card, an untameable beast that could turn one's fate with a flip of his rage. Alchemy Union was something that they couldn't offend so casually.

"Ah, your name," the headmaster pointed out at Renduval, "Renduval, yes?"

Disperse