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Chapter 840: The Final Trial

“It is time,” the Ravener’s resonated through the cavern, shaking every surface.

Dust rained from the ceiling.

Water churned below.

Ravener-spawn recoiled: hive-queens, behemoths, hives-as-one, blood-hydras, gibbering legions trembled, prostrating themselves ...

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Chapter 839: White Light

Fires blazed across the Fields of Cormac.

Ravener-spawn corpses—heaped high—burned beneath the evening sky, filling the air with thick black smoke and a foul odour. Even now—hours after the battles of Cormac and Welling had been won—members of the Thameish army were still gathering ...

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Chapter 838: How Far They've Come

The sun rose over a forest to the east, its rays piercing the sea breaking on a beach to the west. 

A beach choked with corpses.

The stench of putrefying flesh hung heavy in the air, while the sound of metal cleaving bodies, and beasts roaring echoed over the wind. Ravener-spawn ...

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Chapter 837: Tonight is Ours...Well, Not Everyone's

Alex’s voice, deep and commanding, cut through the din of the tavern.

Grizzled mercenaries, ferocious warriors, and conquerors imposing in their jewelled armour, gave him their attention. Some faces were young, some old. Some bodies were hulking. Some lean. Their races and species were as...

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Chapter 836: Recounting and Gambling

Alex stood in the doorway of the Whetstone Tavern.

Though many of the bar’s patrons were clad like any common mercenary or itinerant warrior, some carried one or more objects that radiated great power.

A sword encrusted with glyphs was belted at the waist of an elven woman. An enorm...

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Chapter 835: Searching for Old Enemies, Finding Old Allies

“Nothing? Not one trace?” Alex asked, floating high in the Thameish sky.

“No, archwizard,” spoke one of the twelve astral engeli hovering in front of their summoner. “We did not sense a single thread of divine energy in the swamp.”

He gestured to the expanse of Crymlyn bel...

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Chapter 834: Hope Springs

Thameland’s springtime was usually a season of endless rains, cloudy skies, and chilling mists that covered the realm, seeming to last for days on end. But lately, nature had been kinder, sharing the Generasi skies with these northern lands.

The sun had been unusually bright and warm, bea...

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Chapter 833: Meet the Parents

“A Clan…Duncan…was it?” asked Lord von Anmut, his voice terribly strained. “I seem to be unfamiliar with such a family. Praytell, what is the, er, lineage of Clan Duncan?”

Father,” Isolde hissed.

“I, erm, am simply curious about the large, baaaaarbari...

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Chapter 832: Fruition

Note: Again, this chapter is very long. Apologies! I try to stick to chapter lengths for Fool.

Isolde von Anmut turned beet red before turning pale. Her hands shook. Her body tensed.

She looked to the sky, eyes fixed on the clouds to steady herself before  retur...

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Chapter 831: Alexander Roth, Wizard of Generasi

The young archwizard’s name was etched on his chair.

Literally.

Golden, glowing letters—written on the surface of transparent force magic—spelled the name ‘Alexander Roth’ in all of its glory. The young man from Alric paused, taking it all in.

‘Alexander Roth’.

...

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Chapter 830: The Horror of the Shirt

Cedric winced, scratching at the green tunic trimmed in golden filigree. It clung to his shoulders and chest, pulling at the seams, its sleeves were a half–finger width too short. “Haven’t worn this thing in five years. Feels like I'm ‘bout to sweat m’self t’death.”

“Then ta...

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Chapter 829: The Final Meeting of COMB-1000

A powerfully built figure appeared in the centre of the lecture hall, drawing the attention of those waiting there.

Alex Roth—just teleported in from the countryside—adjusted his crimson robes as his loved ones materialised seconds later. Around the room, a cluster of graduating student...

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Chapter 828: Preparations for Graduation

Note: I'm very sorry, but this is one of the longest chapters in Fool. I tried to get it down to size but just couldn't


Morning sunlight streamed through shuttered windows.

Drawn curtains stopped neither bird-song, the chattering of children on their way to schoo...

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Chapter 827: Mastering Flesh and Metal

“Good job, Cedric!” Alex clapped for the Chosen, giddy with excitement. “You're close!”

“Aye, I’d be a lot closer if’n you’d be so kind t’not break me bloody flow wit’ yer lip flappin’!” The Chosen snapped from between clenched teeth. Cedric’s eyes were shut tight,...

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Chapter 826: The Final Marks

Chancellor Baelin handed Alex several sheets of parchment. “Here you go; your exam results,” Baelin said solemnly. "You did well, to the surprise of absolutely no one."

The young archwizard took the papers from his mentor, quickly searching for his marks.

Magic Lo...

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Chapter 825: Chosen, Champion and Choices

Hart Redfletcher pushed himself up off the ground, then helped Alex to his feet.

“That was something.” The Champion cracked his neck. “Felt like when I first got my Mark, but…not as painful.”

“Merzhin and Drestra said something similar,” Alex replied. “I'm glad it didn...

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Chapter 824: The Pact of Silence

“You have done well,” Alex heard the whisper in his ear.

“You have earned my full approval,” the god of Thameland said. “A new technique to enhance the Sage. Something from another discipline growing what you already possess. That is my way. With my...

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Chapter 823: The Way a Dragon Moves

Red scales layered Drestra’s body from snout, to claw, to spear-tipped tail. She towered over Alex and most of the nearby trees as she stretched her long neck, taking her to full height.

Flame burned between her fangs.

Drestra, of Crymlyn Swamp.

Drestra, the Sage of Thameland....

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Chapter 822: Meaning in Different Ways

Prince Khalik had first heard the common tongue in infancy.

His very first memories of hearing any language were of his mother, brother, father, nanny and nursemaid speaking Tekish, and on some occasions, the common tongue.

When those close to him spoke to members of the household sta...

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Chapter 821: Healing

Brilliant white radiance blazed through the cavern, emanating from Merzhin’s hand as he applied pressure to Birger’s stump. A joyful noise arose, sounding like a hundred voices—filling the air with song from the celestial planes and the cavern with choral harmony. The melod...

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Chapter 820: Testing New Limits

“Who’s there?” Birger shouted through the cottage door. “I warn you, I’m armed. If you’re here for my son—”

“Birger! It’s me! It’s Alex!” the General of Thameland cried. “We come in peace!”

“Alex?” the old firbolg asked. “Why are you back so soon?”<...

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Chapter 819: Learning's Reward

The Mark of the Saint flared as brightly as the noonday sun, sending Alex stumbling back, shielding his eyes.

“What's happening?” he cried. “Merzhin, what’s happening?”

All around the startled archwizard, came cries of alarm.

Watchers of Roal and their fellow guards sc...

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Chapter 818: Merzhin's Hidden Penance

Warning: This chapter has darker than usual subtext.

Even in Thameland, the First Apostle’s interdiction had only reached Uldar’s Rise, only reaching that distance because Uldar’s Rise had a uniquely potent connection to the god.

How in all the hells then, was ...

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Chapter 817: The Nature of Divinity and Mana

“Incorrectly?” Alex asked. “What do you mean by that? I remember you saying that divinity works by channelling a god's power through a gate in the soul. That means it could be channelled out in the same way, couldn’t it?”

“It is possible,” Merzhin said. “But I do not think t...

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Chapter 816: The Saint in the Lab

Alex and his guest materialised inside the courtyard of the Research Castle. They made an odd duo, one broad shouldered, tall and powerfully built, the other short, slight, and looked at least five years younger than his actual twenty years.

Saint Merzhin looked around the courtyard with a ...

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Chapter 815: The Two Archwizards

Alex blushed at the ancient archwizard’s praise. “Thanks, Baelin. And you don't have to apologise, you have your own—many lives—to live. The reason why you owed your cabal a favour in the first place was because you helped me, and I'll be forever grateful for that; I think it’d be prett...

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Chapter 814: The Mentor and the Student

“Does everything have to be a puzzle, Baelin?” Alex sighed. He remembered Professor Jules’ words about old beings turning everything into a riddle. At this moment, he found himself agreeing with her complaints. 

Strongly.

“To make a point, it often does, though for my own...

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Mark of the Fool 5 Launches!!!!

Hello everybody! Just as promised, I'm here to give ya the link to Mark of the Fool 5, narrated by the always amazing Travis Baldree. I know some of y'all have been waiting for this, so here it is, for your listening pleasure:

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Chapter 813: Discussing Connections

I cannot say how deeply the connection runs, Alex.” Baelin turned, leaning against the window ledge and facing the young wizard. “Though I imagine it must be fairly deep if the Ravener’s mana is present throughout the entire island. Why? What are you thinking?”

Alex gripped the armr...

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Chapter 812: The Dangerous What-Ifs

Recently, Alex had been feeling like he was walking through a mist of nostalgia. Since he'd come home to Generasi, he’d been experiencing things that he had missed terribly when he was in the Empire.

Conversations with his professors, time at home, time with his family, being on  cam...

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