Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Parker Chapman Odysse sat upright, holding a blue and white enamel… well, enamelware teacup, with a slight forced smile on his face.
Young Master Parker's friend, the equally well-born Young Master Grey, seated to his left, wore a similar smile.
The Odysse family knight, with hand on the hilt of his sword, sat sternly to Parker's right.
The three gentlemen had already spent over an hour "resting" in the town hall, adapting to their unusual surroundings. Despite the initial shock, they were gradually getting accustomed to the unexpected appearances of the undead—too much of it was no longer shocking, after all.
At this moment, there were still a few rude undead standing in the courtyard, pointing and gesturing at them through the window of the reception room.
Both Young Master Parker and his friend Grey had their attention on the man seated across from them.
This man looked a little like Yong Master Parker, slightly overweight, with somewhat dark but not rough skin. At least, he didn't seem like a lower-class person accustomed to outdoor labor.
However, it was hard to believe in this man's noble status… Ever since they entered, he had a flattering, almost obsequious smile that seemed out of place for someone of high birth.
Strangely, the man's facial features, particularly his eyes and eyebrows, were remarkably similar to those of Young Master Parker. If one were to cover the lower half of his face, his eyes were almost identical to Parker's.
Especially notable was his hair—he, too, had the light golden curls characteristic of the Odysse family, though not as long as Parker's but cut short like a laborer's.
"Parker? Don't you recognize me? I'm Dart," the man, who claimed to be Dart Odysse, said, breaking the awkward silence. "We just met half a year ago, at Uncle's birthday. My father got me to bring a batch of fine lizard horses from our estate as a gift. You even picked one, remember?"
Young Master Parker, with the forced smile still on his face, scrutinized the man from head to toe and then slowly turn
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