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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 sat on his bed. The room was a small one, with a bed against the left wall and a desk on the other side. There was no window, and the only light was coming from the crystal hanging from the ceiling.


On his side, leaning against the wooden bed frame, the saber he had stolen from the sect was there, showing off its sharp blade. Next to it, was his leather bag, which no one had bothered to search through.


Rohan couldn't help but smile, as a large number of mana cores inside would make anyone drool from desire. It was running low, but it should be enough for the next month at least. No one would believe that Rohan had such a quantity. After all, he was in the Barren Lands not long ago and on the run.


Earlier, he had visited the tower and its eleven floors following behind Alice. The number of people inside the tall building number to more than a hundred, but the large proportion of them wasn't even wizards, they were only apprentices, trying to engrave the first rune.


Chapter 155: Morning training