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Emperor Ian Veroshion, the first noble mage, was betrayed and executed. Cursed to never be reborn, he awakens a century later as the illegitimate son of a disgraced ducal line, destined to be a hostage in a barbaric land. Stripped of his magic and his throne, he must navigate a world vastly different from the one he ruled, facing political machinations and a resurgent monster threat. But the embers of his past life still burn, and Ian will not surrender his legacy. He will reclaim his name, his magic, and perhaps, even his empire.

A Mage Reborn: Legacy of the Fallen Emperor

"A toast! Hey, you there, Cheonryeo! Less brooding, more drinking!"

"Viscount, is it? Huh. Guess we'll have to get used to that."

News of Ian's appointment had spread like wildfire, drawing the territory's residents out in droves. The night blurred into a festival. Ian watched from the window, a faint smile gracing his lips.

Cielonia had departed without a proper conversation with Molin. Only a look, heavy with shared history, had passed between them.

While everyone else, including Ian, celebrated, Romandro nursed his wine, a frown etched on his face. The bottle popped open, and he shook it absently.

"The Viscount title... I can understand that. The territory's too big for a Baron, but a Count would've been overkill."

Chapter 70. Celebration