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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 felt instantly annoyed when he saw this warrior looking at him that way. The situation had exploded so much from nothing that he couldn't believe it.


He massaged his forehead as he calmed himself. 


"Anyway, just forget about this guy since he really isn't part of the warriors for now. If you have a problem with that, just get out and talk to Hanshen." Rohan declared while he waved his hand as he was chasing a fly away.


Blike closed his eyes as all hope he had a few seconds earlier vanished into nothingness. Indeed, reposing on Rohan to calm someone was probably too much asking.


"You dare to lack respect for the Lord, boy?" The warrior yelled as his right hand posed itself against the pommel of his sword. 


His veins bulged on his forehead as he felt an invisible slap hitting his face. This traitor dared to treat him like an insect and even familiarly called the lord Hanshen, it was his duty to beat this boy!


Chapter 176: The demon