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
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
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
“What are you all looking at? You’re all dismissed!”
“You! What are you laughing at? Drop that smile from your face! You are forbidden from smiling!”
It was a terrible lunch for Roel. The stress coming from the judging eyes around him left him nearly with a stomach ache despite the good food served to him.
Damn it! Why do I feel so humiliated? I feel like I’m going to drop dead from the embarrassment!
Regardless of whether it was when the chef was explaining the origin of the fish fillet with a bright smile or when the famed musicians that he had invited from Loren played a melodious, uplifting tune, he would somehow think of that humiliating moment when he was left standing alone in the middle of the room, the center of everyone’s attention.
That nasty woman! How can she abandon me after doing all of that! That’s too much!
Roel would love nothing more than to seal that public shaming Charlotte had delivered to him into the recycle bin in his head labeled ‘Dark History’, but it was easier said than done. He felt that this would be a mental trauma that would make his fingers curl up out of sheer cringe even years from now.
That empty chair before me sure feels ironic. Ahhhhh! Don’t make me recall that memory again!
Roel gnashed his teeth as he ripped his fish fillet apart.
How could that woman use her bloodline ability three times in a row to humiliate me?
It was fortunate that most of those present were his people, but those knowing smiles that they kept directing toward him left him feeling so awkward and mentally stressed that it felt like he would develop a brain tumor out of this.
Or is this some kind of ploy to assassinate me through shame?
Also, the incident did spark a sliver of doubt in Roel’s mind—what in the world was with that divination?
He took a huge gulp of refreshing chilled mead to cool his emotions and exhaled deeply before beginning to run through what had happened earlier. The current turn of events was not very desirable, and there was a need for him to think of a way to resolve the situation.
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