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School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

Update Daily! 9 AM PST ---------------------- Owen, an ordinary high school student at Saint Aya Academy, finds himself and his classmates mysteriously transported to a world filled with magic and bizarre creatures during a school event. In this world, arcanergy saturates the land, and all intelligent beings can harness it. The more adept one is at utilizing arcanergy, the more noble their race is considered. Upon arriving on this new continent, the students from Saint Aya Academy immediately attract the attention of various powers. They are referred to as Saints and are chosen by powerful races to be groomed as successors. However, Owen seems to be as inconspicuous here as he was at school, with no races showing interest in him. Even as his classmates find their places, no one extends an olive branch to Owen. Just when everyone thinks he will be left behind, a dragon's roar echoes across the sky. The ancient and mighty Dragon race, in an unprecedented gesture of high ceremony, has the twelve Great Dragon Elders personally welcome Owen, choosing him as the "Saint of the Dragons." As everyone is stunned by this dramatic turn of events, Owen hears a "ding" sound beside his ear... [Host binding, the most powerful Prophecy System is activated!] ---------------------- WPC Dec-Jan Entry! Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

Sesame_Cookies · Fantasy
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Chapter67-A Beautiful Misunderstanding

"What's with all this fuss? What are you trying to do?" Owen turned his head once more to look at Diana. 

In her hands, she held a bottle of pink potion. 

Though the liquid was of a delicate pink hue, it shimmered with a translucency akin to pearls, securely corked with a rubber stopper. 

From within, a rich fragrance wafted through the air.

Inhaling deeply, Owen's eyes gleamed with an unspoken excitement. 

The mere scent of the potion set his blood racing, invigorating his flow of energy and causing the arcanergy within him to pulse with newfound vitality.

"This potion..." Owen was astounded. 

Just the aroma alone stirred his arcanergy; he couldn't begin to imagine the extent of its enhancement if used correctly. 

The unknown concoction seemed to hold the promise of unfathomable augmentation of arcanergy.

Diana, standing beside him, felt the effects even more intensely.