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The life of the son of a nobleman was not as happy as others could think. With a loving but always away father, a mother who had forgotten about his existence, and a brother too busy learning to become the next heir, Rohan had the habit to live alone. 

One day, he decided he had enough and chose to live in the secondary mansion of the family, accompanied by his butler and some guards. Since his goal was to become a Warrior to follow the path of his father, he chose to train with the guards each morning when he was only 10 years old. Followed years of training, until the day to become a warrior, a mana user, had finally come. 

But it was only the beginning of his story, and even though it was easy to understand that he was a genius in the warrior path, life, was truly never easy.

Follow the tales of Rohan, roaming a world of magic populated of many races as he learn the hard way about them all. About the darkness of the humans; the haughtiness of the elves; the greediness of the dwarves; the craziness of the orcs; the shrewdness of the goblins; the deviousness of the demons; the foolishness of all living beings.

Follow his journey as he became the Master of Uradan, a world of demons that only he could go as he will, and as he become the most powerful warrior and the most terrifying wizard of the whole world.

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The Master of Uradan

Rohan parried the tip of the spear on his left in a loud clash.  He sent it away with a sharp gesture and made a step to the side. Just in time to catch with his blade the second spear coming to this right.


As his sword was locked with this spear, the first fighter charged again toward him. Without more choices, Rohan rushed in front to bump into the man standing there to get his weapon out from there.


While the man was forced to take a couple of steps back, the warrior turned back and slashed at the incoming spear. The force of the blow deviated the weapon to the side. The holder lost his balance.


As the two members of the Blackwolf clan were fighting against Rohan, a small crowd of spectators was watching them, shouting some exclamations from time to time. Among them stood Deidros and his sister who was full of sweat. A few minutes earlier, it was her at the place of these two men fighting this monster.


Chapter 70: At least, they're better than the nobles' ones