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
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 333: Luo Dong's Uniqueness
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 255: Building
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 323 - Do You Want To Become A Transcendent God-Level Powerhouse?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1192- Finally here
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1191- Revolutionary product
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 322 - A Man Must Endure Hardship
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.1
On one of the canteen tables sat two particularly good-looking individuals. One of them was a dashing black-haired young man with a hint of confusion in his golden eyes, and opposite to him was a tall crimson-haired beauty with a mysterious gleam in her light-blue eyes.
The two of them looked to be at least ten years apart from one another, basically an ‘older sister x younger brother’ couple. With their good looks, they would surely have spurred many fan fantasies had they appeared in any drama series in Roel’s previous life. This rare pairing swiftly piqued the curiosity of many of the students as they shot discreet glances in their direction.
Roel held onto the amber pendant tightly as he contemplatively assessed the crimson-haired woman who had abruptly taken a seat before him.
What’s going on? I barely took out my pendant a moment ago, and someone has already come knocking? Could this woman be ‘Academic’?
No no, that doesn’t seem possible.
Roel assessed the beautiful woman before him intently before slowly shaking his head. It wasn’t about how old she looked since a transcendent’s appearance rarely tallied with his real age. Her being a woman wasn’t a problem either since ‘Academic’s’ gender was unknown. Rather, it was her attitude that gave Roel such an impression.
According to Isabella, ‘Academic’ was a very wary individual who had never revealed his identity to anyone despite having joined the Assembly for many years. It was uncharacteristic of a wary individual to suddenly come rushing over upon seeing a familiar token that had disappeared for centuries. On the contrary, it would make far more sense for ‘Academic’ to keep his distance for the time being so as to assess the situation.
Could she be another member of the Assembly, or perhaps, a descendant even?
Roel’s eyes lit up as he replied to her greeting with a smile.
“Yes, I am indeed Roel Ascart. May I know who you are?”
“I am Chris Wilde, a teacher here.”
“I see. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Chris. May I know if there’s anything I may help you wi
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