MTL - The Anarchic Consort - Chapter 1207 , Ajiu knows the nightclub

At the Tristain Magic Academy, her classmates call bumbling witch-in-training Louise Francoise le Blanc de la Valliere “Louise the Zero.” During an important coming-of-age ritual, when each student must summon their own witch’s familiar, Louise confirms her classmates’ opinion by accidentally conjuring up a normal teenage boy from Japan. Whether the two of them like it or not, the laws of magic bind them as master and servant forever! A hilarious novel with romance interwined.

This is a world where the ancient deities had died, and demons are born from the dark.This is a world where martial arts are common, and they’re divided into nine-class, where the highest class leads to the world of immortals.Zhou Heng transmigrated to this place and became an apprentice in a normal martial arts school. He practiced martial arts hard and at the same time, worked hard for a living.One day, when he was practicing martial arts, he heard this voice.“You’re practicing martial arts hard. Your level of proficiency has increased by 1.”“You’re practicing martial arts hard. Your level of proficiency has increased by 3.”“Congratulations! Since you have been martial arts nonstop, triggered ‘Heavenly Reward’. Your understanding toward martial arts has increased exponentially. Your level of proficiency has increased by 10.”“Congratulations! You’ve reached perfection for the martial arts! You received a Lucky Bag.”“You opened the Lucky Bag! You’re so lucky! You obtained Solo Nine Swords!”“You opened the Lucky Bag! You’re so lucky! You obtained Celestial Globe Appraisal!”“You opened the Lucky Bag! You’re so lucky! You obtained Gold Origin Medal!”

[Special Containment Procedures]Calamity neared, and a special Containment Subject known as “Bonfire Company” awoke from its slumber, sending out invitation after invitation to join its ranks—“When The Night comes, there ought to be someone to light a fire, to illuminate in all directions.”At the same time, it also brought forth a prophecy.In the year 2044, at the end of a year, a dark disaster would descend from the heavens.

The protracted ’witch hunting’ had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years’ War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— “Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!”