We Just Like to Read
We Just Like to Read
The Magic City Silas is, as its name suggests, a city dedicated to the study of magic. Researchers and young people striving to master magic gather here from all over. It is the second-largest city in this country. We arrived…
Zenos faced Professor Goldrun’s interview. Zenos braced himself slightly, meeting Goldrun’s gaze head-on. “I understand you were introduced by Mr. Becker.” “Yes.” “What is your relationship with him?” “Well… our parents were acquaintances.” That was the setup, at least. Zenos…
On that day, the westernmost village of Duke Gerald’s territory was attacked by a powerful horde of undead, led by a Skeleton Champion wielding a thunder magic sword. The villagers, hibernating for the winter, were mercilessly slaughtered without any means…
“I have news, Zenos… or rather, Zeno-kun.” It was the start of a new week, and Zenos had returned to the Royal Healing Institute as a special trainee. Becker, with a cheerful smile, addressed him. The research lab was as…
Enrico, faced with the chawanmushi, listened intently to the voices filling the world. In Enrico’s understanding, the world was full of wonders and miracles. Even without considering matters as grand as the movements of celestial bodies like the sun and…
“Alright, that should do it.” “Whoa, the pain’s gone. Thanks a bunch, Doc.” Zenos spoke, and the Lizardman patient thanked him before leaving. “Lily, how many more?” “That was the last patient for the morning.” Lily answered from her seat…
The rain, which had begun to fall softly before dusk, was wetting the streets of Coachman’s Lodge. A young lamplighter was pacing back and forth in front of a sign that read “Izakaya Nobu.” He was no ordinary lamplighter. He…
“Uooooooooh!” With a roar that seemed to bolster his own spirits, Cresson charged towards the Zombie King. The enemy turned its head around and looked down at Cresson, viscous liquid dripping from all over its body. It took a dragging,…
Nobuyuki’s eyes were more serious than usual. It was no wonder. He had been told that his prized oyster gratin did not represent his true flavor. Shinobu had also noticed that Nobuyuki’s cooking had been a little inconsistent lately. If…