Le_Krackeen

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.

----------------------------------------

1 bonus chapter at the end of the week for every 50 powerstones

1 bonus chapter at the end of the month for every 10 golden tickets

You can support me here: https://ko-fi.com/lekrackeen

The Master of Uradan

Even though he was feeling drowsy, Rohan still heard the man behind charging with loud steps.


He gritted his teeth as he controlled the rest of his mana. He stepped to his right with great effort before swinging with his saber, using the momentum for his weapon to flash with red light in a grand arc.


A red mana blade tore the air and instantly appeared before the Intermediate Warrior. His face fell instantly as one of the weaker warriors on the side blurted under this huge surprise. "Intermediate rank!"


The rank 6 Intermediate waved his sword as he used Enchantment to cover the blade with a faint white layer of mana. Jis sword met the blade while sweat broke out from his forehead. He was forced to take several steps back, but the worst was that his Enchantment broke under the blow.


A dent followed by a crack appeared on his sword before the mana blade vanished there. If he wasn't quick enough to reinforce his sword with his mana, he would probably be cut in two at this moment.


Chapter 145: Finding Delia for help