In a world where mysticism and steam industry coexist, cursed objects, the Reception Bureau, and Evil God fanatics...
That year, the King was bedridden with illness, the successor was inexperienced, and power slipped away, leaving the empire teetering.
That year, external forces gathered around the empire, and foreign civilizations eyed it covetously.
That year, the prophet delivered a prophecy that the era of civilization was nearing its end.
That year, Ethan arrived at a small town on the outskirts of the imperial capital. To survive in this perilous era, he began practicing Fireball Skill.

Years later, Ethan looked at the meteor falling from the clouds and realized there was a problem.

The beginner Magic he learned seemed a bit off.

Back in Gear City, Qina had never heard any tales about this Duke. Compared to Duke Ash, who would publicly torture rebels, Mire was a discreet noble.


All day, Qina observed Mire-bloodthorn. The Duke lived a very routine life, and his pastime was staying in his study reading books except when he was briefly distracted by the Other Shore's mirror in the afternoon. His afternoon tea snacks and midnight refreshments were delivered by maids.


A discreet and reserved man, speaking courteously, without the haughty air of nobles who wish to only look down on others.


All day, Qina pondered but couldn't understand how the title of the Blood Duke had come to be.


It was her fourth close observation of the Duke. After collecting the dinner dishes and trays, she picked up a cloth and mop to clean his study. She excelled at these tasks. Before her sister went missing, although their family was not wealthy, they lived happily in Gear City.


Chapter 835 - Chapter 158