Listening Day

Ash opened his eyes to find that he had traveled to a strange nation of many races, and people were kneeling before him.
Before he had time to adapt to the new identity of the Terminus Observer, he was put to jail – as a cult leader.
In prison, controlled by a high-tech chip, he was unable to use violence. He also lost all his memories due to the time warp.
How could he escape from the prison full of ogres, green-skinned beasts, sorcerers, and elves in this strange nation? And how could he survive the legendary Blood Moon Judgment?
"Ding! You obtained a game system – Mage Manual! It includes an illusory world map, which can predict risks and gains, helping you find advantages and trouble, and greatly improve exploration efficiency!"
"Ding! You obtained Deadly Berserker Sword Maiden! You can share all skills and upgrade together with her!"
"Ding! You encountered an Illusory Vortex! Go straight through the heartland of the Illusory Realm and harvest a lot of experience to create the Silver Wing!"
...
Is this the legendary system? It not only gives me free skills, but also a skillful fighter?
Ash discovered that even though he was in the Otherworld, he could dominate his own destiny with the system, and even...dominate the entire Otherworld!

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Mage Manual

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"Hey, isn't this the tax bureau's executive secretary Edmond? I told you, you'd eventually come to join me."


"Brothers, this guy has a grudge against me, don't fight with me over him. I'll let you have the last five death duels, but let me enjoy the first five, alright?"


"Tsk tsk tsk, such big shots one after another, so does that mean Andrey's Eternal Life Wine Club has been completely wiped out? The mayor was too ruthless, not sparing a single one."


"Kaimon City has already become the kingdom of Fernand."


In the Central Hall, death row inmates thronged, their cheers and laughter welcoming the new inmates. Compared to the Schadenfreudian old-timers, the new ones were much calmer, one after another pressing their fingers on a brass roster under the guidance of a prison guard.


"Strange, when I was first imprisoned, there wasn't such a grand welcome ceremony," Ash, who was observing from the side, remarked involuntarily.


Chapter 93 Gerard Westminster