Lessyr

When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down.

The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped.

Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown.

A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him.

At least that's what most people thought...

"I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...."


Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.

Legacy of the Dark Sage

After her mother's death, today was the first time Cyneah could enjoy eating breakfast with others. Even the presence of the man who had scared her earlier did not bother her anymore. If she had to be honest, she found the man's awkward apology and attempt to speak nicely cute.

The atmosphere in the dining room was full of warmth. It was impossible for others to know that a very serious discussion occurred there just a few minutes ago.

After breakfast, Kyran excused himself and went to Anette's lab in the attic. He also asked for a few bottles of blood replenishing potion, to which Anette figured out what he planned to do. She initially wanted to scold him, but because the others were there and did not want to appear unreasonable in front of her new disciple, she could only grit her teeth and give in.

Silas and Gage left after breakfast. They decided to get a headstart on what Kyran and Nolan asked them to do.

Learning Magic Sense (2)