Kingficher

Oscar, a destitute young boy, died in a tragic accident and was reborn in the forgotten realm. As a member of the lowly Birch tribe, his solace comes from the fragments of a guardian's spirit, residing in his soul. After the decimation of his family in the hands of a powerful race known as the dreads, he embarked on the part of revenge, leading him to the path of transcendence.

The Arcane God

"Oh, about that..." Oberon had been thinking, and pretending as if he had thought of something, he said to Sharon, "I have to say that the level of teaching here has declined a lot in recent years."

"Oh..." Sharon smiled slightly and said. "Why do you say that?"

Oberon put down the tableware in his hand and said, "Initially, I wanted these kids to participate in the college competition to make a name for themselves. The aim was for them to have a medium grade or high grade at most in the competition. That would have been okay for them. But I didn't expect..."

Sharon said, "You didn't expect them to make it to the top four!"

Oberon smiled, picked up the hazelnut container, and started eating again.

Sharon said, "Oberon, I know you still have something to hide from me, don't you?"

Oberon raised his head and glanced at Sharon, but did not speak. It was just that the speed of him eating the hazelnuts had slowed down significantly.

The Magic Sickle [I]