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
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
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)
There was not a single servant inside the bedchamber of the king of the Subila Empire. The luxurious room had a desolate and lonely atmosphere within it.
Princess Andrea stepped inside the bedchamber, her crisp footsteps echoing in the silence. As the door closed behind her, the sound of blades and cries went quiet.
“Cough…. Cough… is it Aldrich or Amos?”
Within the heavy gauze curtains lay a thin old man. After hearing the footsteps, he asked in a weak voice.
Andrea did not say anything. She just quietly walked to the bed and opened the curtains.
She looked at the old man lying on this luxurious bed with complicated eyes. The old man was already withered, very sick, and could meet death at any time.
This was Andrea’s father, the king of the Subila Empire.
“Father, in the past, you were fired with boundless enthusiasm and had been the example that I longed for. I adored you and longed for your gaze, but now, seeing you in this miserable state, I feel saddened… from then, I understood one thing, there is no eternity in kingship. Only true gods can be eternal.”
The innocence and flawless expression that Andrea always displayed to others were nowhere to be seen. Even the cold indifference that she showed when she killed her brothers was not there. In front of her own father, it was as if she had become a little girl as she looked with a complex expression.
Hearing Andrea’s voice, the old man on his sickbed trembled for a moment. Then he tried to move his head to look at Andrea at the end of the bed. His cloudy eyes flashed with incredulity.
“It’s actually you Andrea… it’s actually you…”
The former Subilan emperor gasped violently. He uttered twice and let out a hoarse laugh, “Very good! You’ve done well, Andrea! Even I did not see this coming. I never thought that my only daughter, the one who was as innocent and rosy as an angel, would be an ambitious usurper.”
“Where are your two royal brothers?”
“They are dead, father!”
Andrea elegantly sat on the edge of the bed. She picked up a towel on a side table
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