Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 900 - Times Have Changed
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 761- Scheme
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 777: Freedom
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.09 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 074: Hetu’s Misfortune
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 164: Battlefield Test Version
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 43: The Han Revolution
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 416: Carrying a Saber Up The Mountain
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 249.2: Surrender, I'll Take You to the Orgy Tonight (2)
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 002: The Careless Luo Li
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 42: Mandarin!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 760- Job Merge Scroll
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 199: Library of Wapeng
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 198: Sharing a Drink (2)
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 899 - Astonishing Zero Wing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 759- Swift victory
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.08 - Northern District's Haze
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 163: Battle Supplies
Roel Ascart was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling above with a dazed look. He couldn’t help but look back on everything that had happened over the course of the day…
It all started from lunch onward.
The days without Alicia were dark and difficult, but Roel knew what was important to him. If he wanted to survive, he would have to continue working hard so as to gain the strength required to pull out his death flags.
Thus, after a short post-lunch nap, he began his usual afternoon training. It consisted of him swinging his sword repetitively, forming muscle memory for sharper reflexes.
Swinging the sword was an exhausting exercise, so Roel was bound to start perspiring. Due to that, he would usually take a bath after his training before moving on to his studies. Today was no different, just that it was snowing outside.
Of course, how could mere snow stop Roel’s determination to become stronger? One must know that he had already resolved himself to reach Origin Level 5 as soon as possible. There was no way he would allow weather to be an excuse for him to slack off!
Therefore, Roel began his training beneath the falling flakes. The snow didn’t impede the training at all; on the contrary, it actually felt good. Due to the cold weather, he hardly sweated at all. All in all, it was a relatively enjoyable training session.
However, when he finished up his training and returned indoors, he found himself faced with an agitated Anna.
“Young master, your clothes are completely soaked!”
“Ah, indeed. It’s snowing outside, so it’s inevitable that my clothes will be soaked.”
“This won’t do. Young master, you’ll get sick at this rate! Quick, take them off. I’ll prepare a warm bath for you right away!”
Roel was intending to bathe right away anyway, so he didn’t pay much heed to Anna. He followed his personal maid’s instructions, taking off his clothes and enjoying a warm bath. Everything was still normal up to this point.
It was after he finally finished his bath that things began proceeding in a queer direction.
“Young m
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