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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 257: The First Elder’s Ace
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 409: Heart Demon
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 156: Uninvited Guests
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 33: Blood Twin-headed Eagle Flag
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 256: Completely Taking Over
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 745.5- Stunning auction item part 2
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 890 - Disappearance of the Flame Dragon God's Access Key
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 745- Stunning auction item part 1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 771: The Myriad Immortals Cauldron
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 198 - Elemental Dungeon: Fire God's Palace
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 03.12 - Good Sunny Days
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 070: Advancing to a Heavenly Dynasty
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 157: War Rights
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3720: Nanming Yuyan
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 255: Gossiping
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 408: A Perfume Sachet
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 072: Luo Li: Are You Going to Reason with Me?
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 926: I Need to Cool Down
Roel Ascart was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling above with a dazed look. He couldn’t help but look back on everything that had happened over the course of the day…
It all started from lunch onward.
The days without Alicia were dark and difficult, but Roel knew what was important to him. If he wanted to survive, he would have to continue working hard so as to gain the strength required to pull out his death flags.
Thus, after a short post-lunch nap, he began his usual afternoon training. It consisted of him swinging his sword repetitively, forming muscle memory for sharper reflexes.
Swinging the sword was an exhausting exercise, so Roel was bound to start perspiring. Due to that, he would usually take a bath after his training before moving on to his studies. Today was no different, just that it was snowing outside.
Of course, how could mere snow stop Roel’s determination to become stronger? One must know that he had already resolved himself to reach Origin Level 5 as soon as possible. There was no way he would allow weather to be an excuse for him to slack off!
Therefore, Roel began his training beneath the falling flakes. The snow didn’t impede the training at all; on the contrary, it actually felt good. Due to the cold weather, he hardly sweated at all. All in all, it was a relatively enjoyable training session.
However, when he finished up his training and returned indoors, he found himself faced with an agitated Anna.
“Young master, your clothes are completely soaked!”
“Ah, indeed. It’s snowing outside, so it’s inevitable that my clothes will be soaked.”
“This won’t do. Young master, you’ll get sick at this rate! Quick, take them off. I’ll prepare a warm bath for you right away!”
Roel was intending to bathe right away anyway, so he didn’t pay much heed to Anna. He followed his personal maid’s instructions, taking off his clothes and enjoying a warm bath. Everything was still normal up to this point.
It was after he finally finished his bath that things began proceeding in a queer direction.
“Young m
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