Drake sat on a bench, holding a soda can.
Feeling the fizz and familiar sweetness, he almost cried.
Passersby avoided him; who gets emotional over soda?
For ten years after his first arrival, Drake lived like a savage with Igneel; for the next five or six, he was in a medieval world. He’d almost forgotten what soda tasted like.
But seeing modern skyscrapers, he knew he wasn’t back in Fairy Tail’s world.
In Black Clover, he’d helped defeat Zagred. Licht and Vangeance used Soul Tree magic to undo the reincarnation magic on the elves. Rhya had prepared resurrection magic; the elves revived in prepared bodies.
The magic didn’t work on Licht; his soul’s essence had changed from using forbidden magic. But perhaps this was fine; his wife awaited him in another world.
With the demon defeated and the elves revived, he could leave. Lumiere, his magic depleted, turned to stone and vanished at dawn.
The losses were minimal compared to the original story. The royal castles were destroyed, but the Magic Knights retained public trust. They’d concealed the truth, claiming victory over the Eye of the Midnight Sun. Casualties were low.
Julius revived, albeit as a child, using stored magic.
Drake could finally move on to his next journey. After telling everyone he was training, he used World Magic: World Travel for the first time. The most update n0vels are published on N()velFire.net
He intended to return to Fairy Tail but ran out of magic. His arrival was due to Eclipse Gate and Spirit World magic activating World Magic. Even with Fal, their combined magic wasn’t enough.
He couldn’t describe World Travel; it felt like flying through space. Each star was a world.
His goal was the star representing Fairy Tail, but he ran out of magic before reaching it. He landed on the nearest star.
He found this world had a robust identity system; he was stateless. The countries were similar to his previous world; he was in his homeland.
This world’s homeland was similar to his previous one in terms of power, culture, and international status, but history differed due to magic and psychic abilities.
A newspaper reported on the KOK League—King of Knight League—an international competition for magic-wielding fighters. It was more popular than the Olympics. They were called psychics, martial artists, sword masters, etc., but were essentially the same.
This felt familiar. He saw a girl’s picture.
""Unprecedented Magic Power! Crimson Princess of the Vermillion Kingdom!""
The article stated that Stella Vermillion possessed the strongest magic power ever recorded. She was called the "Crimson Princess."
Drake didn’t know her power level, but magic power grows with training. Even with amazing talent, a girl of eleven or twelve couldn’t surpass decades-trained fighters. Unless this world’s magic was different. The article reminded him of a world.
"The Cautious Hero world!"
That was all he remembered. He hadn’t watched the anime; he’d heard it was similar to another, so he’d skipped both. He only remembered the name because a friend mentioned the female lead.
He sighed; knowing this was useless. In Black Clover, he knew the plot; he had direction. Here, he was stateless, with no food, shelter, or job.
He pulled out some change. This wouldn’t last long. He felt a headache coming. The thugs he’d encountered were a beginner’s bonus; he couldn’t rely on them forever.
His good mood vanished; he felt despondent.
Then, he saw shoes before him—old cloth shoes. He looked up.
The person wore old-fashioned clothes, made of simple cotton.
He saw an ordinary old man, kind but unremarkable, except for his neatly trimmed beard and bald head.
But Drake felt danger. This old man was strong, far stronger than him.
"Young friend, I saw a star fall yesterday. Is it related to you?"
Damn it! Discovered by a local strong person right after arriving! What do I do?
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