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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 755- Arena
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 896 - Make Them Choose Peace
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 754.5- Another way of control part 2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 775: Reformation (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.05 - Northern District's Haze
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 204 - Raid The Dungeon A Few More Times; I Will Give You A Discount
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 267: Goosebumps
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 413.1: The Sound of Pouring Rain Doesn't Stop - Part 1
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 248: Late Night Maid Training
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 38: The Reenactment of a Classic
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 266: If I See One, I’ll Kill One
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 754- Another way of control part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 895 - Hidden Apex Power
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 753- Accumulation
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 774: Reformation (1)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 203 - Do You Think That The 12 Of Us Can't Match Up To Him?
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.04 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 072: Ancestor Mang Shan’s Bitterness
Snow capped the peaks of the San Soliel mountain range year-round. For those closer to the bottom, the daytime sunshine would often bring with it bursts of warmth, whereas the nights could deliver a freezing cold.
Ten kilometers north of Dragon City, an elf and a beastman were walking in the snow. The two walked together without any of the hostility that typically came with their encounters. This was a very rare combination.
“This damned weather… It seems like it’s about to snow again. I hope we don’t encounter a blizzard.”
The elf was wrapped in a thick cotton coat. He tugged at his collars to keep the wind and snow from pouring in. He muttered in a low voice with the continent’s common language.
He continued with overwhelming hate at the current environment, “I want to return to the city, lean by a warm fire, and roast one of those sweet and sour apples. Then I’ll stuff them in white bread. Hehe, that will certainly be exquisite.”
At the request of the mighty lord, all the people of the city were required to speak with the continent’s common language. This was to allow all races to communicate. It was the same as how some countries promoted their main language on Earth.
The elf pursed his dry lips.
“Hey, elf! You can go back if you can’t stand the weather. It’s enough for me to patrol alone. Looking at your skinny appearance, I’m afraid that a gust of wind would blow you away.”
The beastman next to the elf had the head of a tiger. He was robust and clad with animal fur. The wind and snow fell on it, leaving a layer of frosty white.
“Such a rude fellow! If it weren’t for the lord’s request that all patrol guards be mixed races, do you think that I would want to be with you!”
Elves weren’t good-tempered either. One could even say that they were condescending. He immediately cursed after hearing the beastman’s words.
But the elf wasn’t angry. Just by looking at them, it seems like this was just normal bantering. It could be said that this occurrence could be seen everywhere between the elves and the beastmen of the
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