Ak02

John Browning, a former underworld assassin, went to his friend Angele's wedding party but ended up meeting his former colleagues. Before he could think that the whole wedding ceremony was a setup to catch him, he felt dizzy all of a sudden!

At that moment, he knew that his lifelong friend had already betrayed him and sold him out. John was humiliated in front of hundreds of people and was forced to kneel in front of Thomas, the underworld assassin organization leader.

Within a few minutes, they beat him brutally, dragged him to some underground basement, and then locked him in a gloomy room. 

John felt bitter when thinking about his friend's betrayal. He laid on the cold floor for two days and died miserably. But his story didn't end there.
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In a world filled with magic and mystic powers, John Browning woke up in an 18-year-old boy's body. Before he could open his eyes and see his current situation, he felt someone was dragging his body.

'How am I still alive?' He got puzzled inside.

But after a few seconds, John learned from the young boy's remanent memories that he was transmigrated to a mystical fantasy game-like world filled with magic and mystic powers!

[Author's Note: The Mc will take some time to walk on the path of a fire mage due to less information about the world. So, don't get mad at me guys. If you feel anything wrong with the story, feel free to give me a review or comment. I will try my best and correct it. Have a happy reading!]
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Fire Mage

Charles paused in surprise as he heard those words.

"What about the losses?" He then asked while looking at the entrance and soon frowned.

A moment later, he subconsciously raised his hand and covered his nose as a strange smell assaulted him.

"What is that foul smell?" While asking, he walked past them and moved towards the entrance.

On the other hand, Duke Michael and others glanced at each other, turned around, and followed after him without saying a word.

Meanwhile, Charles walked out of the castle's keep, looked at the empty castle walls and burned garden, and widened his eyes.

"Most of our elite knights are no more, Your Highness. We still don't know about the exact number of losses. Only one-tenth of our knights are still alive, and most of them are in critical condition." Duke Michael finally answered.

"Others are dead?" Charles's tone turned colder.

Misleading