Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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.
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