PREVIEW

... iers were standing guard. Catalina handed one of them some money and received what appeared to be a wooden token in return.

“Yasuo, can you please hold on to my bag for a bit?”

“Ah, sure. Do people need to pay to gain admission to the market?”

“That’s right. I am not a resident of Galedeite, so I need to pay a tax to buy or sell anything in this market. This wooden token serves as proof that I have paid the tax, and as long as I carry this, it also means that I do not hav ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
Multiversal AscensionChapter 129: Amelia’s Departure
 56
4.5/5(votes)
Fantasy

86shin's birthday (reverse)
 4k
4.6/5(votes)
SupernaturalSci-fiActionSeinen

The Republic of San Magnolia.

MTL - Cult of the Sacred RunesChapter 667 Time and space demon book
 218.5k
4.0/5(votes)
ActionAdventureFantasyHarem

The formless ancient world was infested with despicable demons. They hunted and feasted on mankind, keeping the human civilization constantly in a weak and suppressed state.

During the first known year, a magical mountain descended into the world from the realm of the Gods. Carved on this enormous mountain was a message: ‘Heaven Prevails’…

After the Grand Descent, a name that was given to the descending of the mountain, the Three Great Sages made their ways to Mystic Mountain where they learned to harvest what we now call magic, establishing the Mystic Cults and eighty-one sacred shrines to help aid mankind with the cult’s mystic powers against the eternal fight to the death with demons.

- Description from Novelupdates

Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?Chapter 33 - You Don’t Want to Owe Money, Do You?
 357
4.5/5(votes)
ActionAdventureFantasyGender Bender

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.