Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
A month later, morning in the Ascart Fiefdom, an exquisitely designed carriage appeared from around the corner and trotted its way down the streets. There was a unique insignia on the carriage which consisted of an eye hovering above candlelight. Had it been outside of the Theocracy, people would have probably immediately assumed that it was the insignia of an evil cult.
However, here in the Ascart Fiefdom, this was an insignia that was well-known by the populace, especially over the past month. More and more people were starting to recognize this insignia along with a name constantly associated with it—Roel Ascart.
For some reason, the young successor of the marquess house had become the proxy fief lord, gaining full powers over the management of the territory, thus making him the number one most powerful figure in the local bureaucracy.
As glorious as the title of being the ‘youngest ever proxy fief lord’ sounded, it came together with plenty of skepticism and doubt. Most officials chose to hold their tongues, but they were actually dissatisfied with Marquess Carter’s decision.
One must know that Carter was a famed figure in the Theocracy, respected by the people no matter where one went. Even though he did slack off quite a bit when it came to the management of the fiefdom, there was no denying that his massive influence and popularity made their work much easier.
It was normal for humans to glorify the past in the face of uncertain changes, resulting in an extremely low approval rating for Roel when he first came to power. However, to everyone’s astonishment, the situation changed swiftly over the course of a single month…
The carriage bearing the insignia of an eye hovering above candlelight came to a halt before the Administrative Bureau of the Ascart Fiefdom. The coachman quickly hopped down and placed the stairs down before opening the door to the carriage.
A beautiful maid first stepped out of the carriage and stood respectfully by the side as she awaited the distinguished personage sitting within to step
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