All Chapters of Makiya: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

A super-strong, full of hatred, powerful punch from this big mountain of muscle flown in the direction of the pirate.The moment Roman’s hand should have hit the pirate a cracking noise was heard. The crowd gasped and everybody expected that the pirate’s skull cracked. A few seconds of silence and a terrifying scream of pain echoed across the waves.

People were having fun, drinking on their tables. The rich returned to their gambling and small talk. The stakes were only rising for them. This little had any real meaning to the warriors there, though. As Andrey and Captain Kyutski were sitting at their table and talking with obvious high enthusiasm, Dea’n’ha took interest in learning more about the topics they discussed. She was very intrigued by this chance to talk to someone from “outside”. After all, she did feel like the world they live in is a lie. A lie? Yes, because the king had restricted all expeditions. All kinds of outside world recognition or observation was a bad idea. Also, she had seen the mem

Kyutski Everfound really did have dark circles under his eyes. He hardly sleeps. And this hasn’t happened for years. What anyone would expect is that the payment for a pirate would be gold. Not this time, though. Dea’n’ha rewarded the pirate with something not even he would expect. It was a small potion she did with ingredients she bought from the shops on the ship. She explained to the captain that the moment he drinks this he should be in bed for he will be knocked out for at least a few more hours after that. He didn’t believe it would work, but the truth was hiding deeper. It was not just a potion, she also added a small amount of mana dust in it. Mana dust

“What sort of reaction is that!?” Dea’n’ha showed some frustration.“Don’t be mad, I honestly deduced that you would be a lot older with all the information I have gathered till now!!” Andrey tried to explain.

The joyful ride to Fronthornis was one of the best moments Andrey’s had ever since he landed on this world. In all of the conversations he and Dea’n’ha had, he finally understood that the name of this world was ‘Alphilia’ from Philius. As the creator of this world and the reason behind the physics and how life exists, it is named on him.The l

The strong and heavy mighty figure of Nyadzel Alastair charged at the confident ashen-haired Grand Marshal. The eyes of the wise versus the eyes of the arrogant.Thunder pierced through the sky as the very raindrops flew away from the clash that was Nyadzel’s heavy swing down towards Azazel’s face, intercepted by his black blade.

As Andrey’s frozen figure was standing there and only his eyes could move, Azazel walked around him, exploring what his opponent had equipped.“Nice blades you got there…” he said as he saw that they are the same type of craft as his own. “They remind me of mine.” The Demon said, after which he drew out his blade and put it next to Andr

The shock from the fact that this man was still alive and wasn’t even damaged hit everyone like a train. Is this guy even human!? How did he survive that!? And what can we possibly do now!? The bard was shocked. Why, though? He knew something we don’t. Maybe the worst is yet to come.

The whole crowd of wealthy and not so wealthy, yet workaholic, people welcomed kind-heartedly their new heroes with everything the village elder demanded - warm food, good drinks, comfy beds. The irony behind this was that none of them felt like being a part of this party. They were crushed. ‘Defeat’ was as if written on their faces. Still, they did smile at that positive energy the villagers gave them. 

Everybody looked at Andrey’s serious yet full of motivation face. A minute of silence filled the night as the warriors were waiting in anticipation.“I think I know what we have to do.” Andrey said as he gathered his last thoughts.