Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
“You can go, Marches; I wish to rest. For now, I leave the city in your hands... If there is anyone who dares resist, kill them immediately.”
Louie closed his eyes while lying on the mountain of gold. The master-slave contract they had signed meant that Marches’ loyalty was guaranteed, and even some of his thoughts were made known to Louie. Louie could definitely trust him.
“Yes, great master!”
Marches bowed. Dragons loved to slumber, and in fact, they spent the majority of their lives doing so. He just hoped that this would be a brief nap and not a rest that lasted several years.
“Manage the city well, and maybe I’ll reward you if I’m in a good mood.”
Louie opened an eye and stared at the mage while he spoke in a majestic tone.
As for what the reward was, Louie did not say anything at all. He would let this man’s imagination stew for a bit.
“It is my honor to serve you. How could I dare covet the Great Master’s grace?”
Marches was flustered. Shivering with excitement he forced himself to keep a solemn and respectful expression.
‘Lord God of Magic! A dragon, a member of a species famed for its greed is actually willing to reward its servant?! Is this really a dragon? This can’t be real, right!! Are primordial dragons really that different?!’
Marches roared inwardly, skeptical of Louie’s promise.
“I will give you what you deserve…… Now go. Do not let anyone disturb my sleep, or approach this vicinity without my permission. Fail, and I will make sure your last breath is a painful one.”
Louie spat out a column of flame as he spoke in a low voice.
“Please rest assured, Great Master. No one would dare interrupt your rest.”
Marches hurriedly bowed his body and slowly retreated from this hall.
After Marches left, Louie began to think up his next plan of action.
The city needed development. But if he was going to do it, it needed to be done well.
After spending seven years in high school and university altogether, Louie felt he was in a much better position to decide how to develop the city than the natives. This was despite his lack of ma
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