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In the Slonia Empire Mages reigned supreme. They are nobles who monopolized and controlled their knowledge and wisdom in the world where Arcane Energy riddled every nook and cranny from easily going out or leaked to the commoners and peasants.

Darius, an orphan from the most remote village in the Northean Kingdom, had the highest Magic Aptitude. But of course, he was oblivious to this fact since surviving the all-year-long winter was harsh enough for him, let alone learning the magic that would bring nothing to the dining table for his little brothers and sisters in the orphanage.

Until one day he met with an old man who gave him the… Arcanium System which would change his fate and the entire world altogether.

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[Checking connection with the host.]

[Synchronizing Host’s information, please wait…]

[Updating Host’s information]
[Update completed]

[Downloading the universe’s data]
[Download completed]

[The Arcanium System has been installed successfully!]

[System: All green]

[Arcanium System: Linked]

[Good morning, Master Darius]

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“Nobles? Do you mean those fat-bellied pigs?! I can beat them with the tip of my nail.”

“Hah! Such arrogance. You must have eons worth of knowledge in your Magic Circuit. How old are you again?”

“18!”

“What the…”

*Will the Slonia Empire be all right with the existence of this young man?*

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Omnipotent Village Chief

"Of course I do. Your Vox Magic was the purest and the most sincere that I've ever heard in millenium."

"I have a favor." Old Fang said. Cutting straight to the chase.

Arachne Queen glanced at Darius and smiled. "A ticket to the Frozen Tundra, I presume?"

"You do know about everything, Nyxondra." Old Fang complimented her extraordinary information network.

"Oh, please. You know who I am, m'lord. Even the faintest hush of a grass could not escape the detection of my webs." Said the Arachne Queen, smiling, she then ushered the two towards yet another tunnel, this time, the ground was a bit inclined. "Follow me, gentlemen."

Being underground, Darius couldn't possibly know how many hours had passed. But, he could figuratively tell that they were almost surfaced as the air gradually warmed.

87: Harsh Training(3): Ancient Crater