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
While Roel was still in university in his previous life, the stress of failing his end-of-semester examinations would usually prompt him to become a regular at the library, where he found himself becoming yet another victim of the vicious ‘library dates’.
The three killer moves of library dates—hand holding, back leaning, and secret whispers—these had once left the single Roel in utter despair, crumbling weakly to the floor in defeat.
Yet, who could have known that he would one day become one of these people too?
Feeling the soft and tender sensation in his grasp, Roel couldn’t help but lament that the working world sure was tough. In order to ensure that they didn’t miss any information that could possibly lead to a vision, the two of them had been holding their hands while reading all this while.
Unfortunately, there hadn’t been much progress so far.
After several attempts at physical contact failed, Roel and Charlotte turned their attention elsewhere and decided to investigate the letter and its message instead.
The content of the letter was fairly short. No matter how they looked at it, there were only two leads they could use for their investigation.
First and foremost was the location mentioned in the letter, Twohorn Port.
Roel personally wasn’t too familiar with the place. In fact, the only thing he knew about it was that it wasn’t located within the Ascart Fiefdom. It was not as if he hadn’t tried looking up the records to see if he could find anything about ‘Twohorn Port’, but there were no maps in the manor that mentioned anything about it.
Initially, Roel thought that the maps were simply incomplete.
He was no longer in a world where maps were accurate and commonplace; in this world, maps were strategic intelligence that had a consequential impact in war, making them highly valued. On top of that, there were no advanced technologies in this world to get overhead imagery of terrain, and no tools to help draw out the map. Everything had to be done manually.
Cartography was an occupation that was highly dem
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