The Great Wizard's Otherworldly Disciple
As dawn broke, the golden sun emerged from the east, pushing back the darkness. On a small hill near Limart, a young boy stood beneath an old tree, training intensely with his sword. Sweat dripped from his brow as he swung the blade with all his might. His dark hair, pale skin, and golden eyes gave him a striking presence. As the sunlight gradually reached his figure, he paused his training, resting his sword on his shoulder while gazing at the vast Great Therondia forest in the distance.
"Whew… This view is the best."
At that moment, an elderly man stepped out of the house nearby and called out.
"Son, if you’re done training, come and eat breakfast."
"Got it, Grandpa. I’ll be there soon."
"Alright, don’t take too long. The food will get cold."
The boy stopped admiring the scenery, walked over to the old tree, and grabbed a cloth he had set aside. Wiping his sweat, he headed toward the house and placed his sword on a corner of the door before stepping inside.
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This marked the beginning of the journey of a boy destined to bring light into the age of darkness—the disciple of the great wizard Merlin the Gray, and the one who would claim the hero role in the legends of the future… Arthur Rowan.