Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Loser System and Berserker Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 257: Transmigration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 335: Cursed Daughter
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195.5- Area beneath the walls (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 326 - Can You Guess How I Felt At That Moment?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 953: Old Friends
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195- Area beneath the walls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 25.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.1: Reverse Scale - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 334: We're Very Welcoming
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 256: Enter the Door
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 325 - They're Out Of Luck
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1194- Top Flower
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 952: A Hundred Years of Accumulation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1193- Heaven and Earth as one
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 324 - A Bunch Of Fake Gods; Princess Dongfang Yao
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.2
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 40: The Demon King’s Decision
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 631: The Word Traitor
Half a month later, a merchant convoy consisting of over thirty individuals entered the Austine Empire’s Pordere Village. There was no house insignia on the carriage, but it bore a symbol commonly used by Rosaian merchants. It signified that they weren’t from a noble house but one of Rosa’s many merchant associations.
Since they didn’t have any noble background, their entry wouldn’t alarm the local nobles either. That being said, for a remote village like Pordere Village, the arrival of a merchant convoy was still quite a spectacle for them, drawing in huge crowds.
And their curiosity was met with returns too. They got to feast their eyes on the presence of two extremely beautiful youths who looked like the graceful elves in stories.
They were the black-haired boy and silver-haired girl seated at the centermost carriage, looking like an unmarried couple. As for why the crowd thought of them to be a couple, there were three reasons for it.
One, they were sharing a carriage after all. Two, even though the two of them were really good-looking, the differences in their hair and eye colors hinted at them being non-blood-related. Three, they had a lovey-dovey atmosphere between them.
They were either hugging one another or holding hands, almost as if they were stuck to one another. The black-haired boy still looked composed about it all, but the silver-haired girl had a clear look of bliss on her face.
There was no married woman in the village who wasn’t familiar with the expression on her face—it was the look of a woman in the honeymoon period of her romance. Gossip about these two unusually good-looking youths spread swiftly, and the most popular theory postulated that the black-haired boy was the young master of a merchant association and was bringing his fiancée around for a tour.
Roel was oblivious to all of the rumors going around. He was already used to Alicia clinging to him, and honestly, he couldn’t be bothered to explain the matter either. Even if he were to find out that Alicia was intentionally putting on t
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