Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 287: Cooperation
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 209: Memory
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1104- Sucked dry
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 914: Heading In
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 913: Seal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1103- Energy Body
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 583.1: It's Nothing More Than You Killing Me, Me Killing You - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 286: Lake
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 208: Scam
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1102- Proof of the puppet
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 912: Mountain Water
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 312 - New Skill; A Pillow Appears When You Want To Sleep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1101- Lord Case
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 582.2: Destined to Be a Life-And-Death Parting - Part 2
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 13: Overcoming the Bottleneck! Here Come the Players!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3812: Starflame Demon Lion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1100- Formation Puppet
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 207: Unfamiliar
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Caroline thought that was the end of it until the next day when she got up to go out and discuss the next round of business with her friends… and saw the posters on the opposite street.
Posters on the walls were uncommon in Weisshem but seen everywhere in Indahl City.
After all, the spending power of the town's residents couldn't compare with that of the city's, where many middle-class families could afford to dine in upscale restaurants, while there were no such families in the town of Weisshem.
The first poster to appear in a small town like Weisshem featured a portrait of the new lord, Tuttle Joe.
In the poster, the lord, dressed in splendid formal attire and with a stern face, held a small piece of something that looks liked a thin slice of bread, showcasing it to passerbys.
Above the lord's head, in two rows of bold black print, were text that were rather blunt—
"Love your family. Remember to buy sanitary pads every month for your wife, your daughter, your mother, your sister."
Caroline: "…"
Caroline stiffly turned her neck away,
…