The First Magic World War

Last time, Charles, not knowing any better, notified everyone he knew at the same time; this time he wasn't going to make the same mistake. On the first day, he only notified Anne, and the two of them were able to enjoy a cozy afternoon together. On the third-floor terrace, they drank coffee, petted cats, and admired the picturesque view of the Lucavaro River.

Across the Lucavaro River lay Charles' jurisdiction. He was not only the head of the Lucavaro District Patrolling Army but also the director of the Lucavaro District Administration Bureau and the owner of both No. 1 and No. 2 on Sparrowhawk Street.

However, situated at No. 58 on Elysian Pastoral Street, the third floor wasn't very high, and from his own terrace, he couldn't glimpse No. 1 on Sparrowhawk Street.

Even though the two young people did nothing more than engage in casual conversation, sharing the sentiments they felt during their separation, it still brought Charles great joy and contentment.

Accompanying his beloved girl on the terrace of his house, gazing at the distant scenery, and watching three well-behaved and adorable Agile Cat kittens running around was indeed a surrounding sense of faint happiness.

After all, aren't many people working hard, busily chasing after just such a moment of leisure?

If one could always be so relaxed and comfortable, without a care in the world, there would be no need to hustle for a living.

However, this world needs more workhorses than people who can appreciate happiness.

That's why some are constantly pushing the world toward chaos.

Charles had never imagined that he, a math teacher, would cross over to another world, nor did he think that a civilian like him would lead soldiers. And in less than a year, he had been tempered into what could be coined an "old hand" on the battlefield.

After seeing Anne off, Charles still followed his daily routine, practicing Bloody Glory.

Having completed his daily exercises, Charles found a mirror.

When he channeled the Bloody Glory from all nine Bloody Vortices into his eyes and looked at a mirror in the hall, a "Charles" appeared in the mirror too. This "Charles" struck the same pose as him, but there was an indescribable evil smirk on his face.

Charles smiled slightly and said to himself, "So this is a Mirror Spirit?"

The Infinite Mirror Realm of the Fanga Clan was a very strange and malevolent special ability.

Members of the Fanga Clan who practiced the Infinite Mirror Realm couldn't normally come into contact with mirrors because whenever they looked into one, a "Mirror Spirit" would be born within.

These Mirror Spirits could only exist within the mirror, but in the world of the mirror, they have the same abilities as their original masters. Only by killing these Mirror Spirits can a Fanga Clan member wield control over that mirror.

The more Mirror Spirits they killed, the more mirrors they could control, and the stronger the Fanga Clan member's Infinite Mirror Realm would become, eventually evolving into the Mirror World.

Charles raised an eyebrow, and the Mirror Spirit did the same.

Charles picked his nose, and the Mirror Spirit followed suit.

Charles struck a seductive pose, and the Mirror Spirit mirrored the gesture.

Charles reached out and grabbed a Knight's Spear, and the Mirror Spirit did likewise.

Charles put down the ordinary Knight's Spear in his hand and switched to Collapsing Mountain...

The color drained from the Mirror Spirit's face.

While a Mirror Spirit could replicate the abilities of its original master since those abilities came from the master, it couldn't replicate extraordinary objects, not even their regular mirror images.

Charles burst into laughter and, carrying the Collapsing Mountain, stepped into the mirror.

This world within the mirror was extremely small, limited to only a part of Elysian Pastoral Street No. 58, since it could only reflect that part of the room on a daily basis.

Charles pointed his lance forward, and the spirit also raised the Knight's Spear, both adopting identical stances and displaying the Wings of Heaven gunmanship of the Asiluo Clan, launching an assault at the same time.

When the two Knight's Spears collided, the Collapsing Mountain faintly bloomed with a blood-colored aura, and the spirit's Knight's Spear instantly shattered.

The Collapsing Mountain had five attributes: Armor-Piercing, Shock, Magic Breaker, Blood Loss, and Life Absorption to repair the spear body.

It was the Magic Breaker attribute that played its role, as the spirit itself was but a form of evil spirit, and the Knight's Spear in its hands was merely a phantasm of evil force, suppressed by the Magic Breaker attribute of the Collapsing Mountain.

Charles flicked his Knight's Spear and skewered the Mirror Spirit on it, reached out to grab the spirit's head, and casually twisted it off.

The Mirror Spirit, with its head twisted off, turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated into nothingness.

Charles stood still for a moment, sensing that he had control over this tiny mirror world.

After standing silently in the mirror world for a while, Charles smiled and said, "Interesting!"

"It's just too troublesome."

He stepped out of the mirror world and began walking around the room, holding the mirror in his hands.

Madam Nancy and Mrs. Plum Sauce, as well as his three Agile Cats' kittens, had no idea what their master was up to.

But neither Madam Nancy nor Mrs. Plum Sauce, both highly trained servants, would disturb their master, merely bowing politely to Charles and ignoring his odd behavior.

Charles took the mirror and reflected it all over Elysian Pastoral Street No. 58, then stood on the balcony, lifted the mirror high, and reflected the surrounding streets, rivers, and scenery.

When he rehung the mirror back in its place and entered the mirror world again, the world had expanded enormously, including much of Elysian Pastoral Street, a section of the Lucavaro River, and many buildings; even Madam Nancy and Mrs. Plum Sauce were there, along with the three Agile Cats' kittens, and even some passersby in the distance.

However, the buildings on Elysian Pastoral Street in the mirror could not be entered, as the mirror could only reflect their exteriors and not the interior structure of the buildings; and the Lucavaro River was just a shallow layer, appearing wide, yet not even deep enough to cover one's ankles.

The people in the mirror world seemed lifeless, only repeating a few movements over and over.

At first, Charles found it amusing, but soon got bored with the place.

He left the mirror world, musing to himself, "It seems there's only one mirror like this at home. A world structured within a single mirror is too fragile. I need to get more mirrors, but it's too late now. The shops on Elysian Pastoral Avenue have all closed; I can only go tomorrow."

Early the next morning, before Charles could ask Madam Nancy to notify Vini Yarsaenu and Silvie Martin, as well as a few other friends, or even step out to buy mirrors, he already had a visitor at his door.

As Charles was contemplating Mrs. Plum Sauce's breakfast, he heard a knock on the door. He instructed Madam Nancy to open it, and in came a middle-aged gentleman he did not recognize.

The middle-aged gentleman was simply dressed, with a dignified appearance, no decorations on his person, and was accompanied by a young lady he did recognize—Sophia Garanord.
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That's when Charles remembered that he had forgotten to inquire with Taoles about the Garanord Family's background.