Re_Arts

In a world where magic rules and human nations fight to survive, a 14-year-old stowaway finds himself thrust onto the frontlines of war. With no allegiance but to his own cold logic, Lugh is forced to navigate battlefields of steel, sorcery, and shadows. What begins as an escape soon becomes something far greater—whether he wills it or not.



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Gunmage

"Is there a reason you can't drink?"

With shaky hands, he brought the glass of wine to his lips.

He hadn't expected this. It was the kind of trick that had killed nobles before, an ingenious method where the host poured the gifted wine into special, poison-laced cups.

If he died, they'd blame the vintage, and the family of the victims would be the ones to face the political backlash.

A sinister move, subtle and cruel, the kind often employed by those of high birth.

He didn't have to look to know that her icy gaze was fixed on him. Victor already knew what was coming.

He took a small sip, waiting for the poison to work its way through his veins. Maybe he could slow it down with healing arts, escape to his family before it took full effect.

Chapter 123: Of wine and blood