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
Inside a shadowy mountain valley, Roel stared at the cluster of mountains in the distance in a daze. A golden-haired woman gradually manifested from the darkness, appearing atop the old throne before him. She had a shapely figure that could be vaguely discerned under her traditional long robe, and her hair was emanating golden light particles.
“We meet again. It looks like you have managed to overcome the crisis, though I have to admit that I was rather surprised to see that you didn’t use my blessing. Should I compliment you for that? Or was it an intentional act on your part?”
“Intentional? What do you mean by that?”
“Fear and dread, these are the emotions that humans naturally bear toward us. Powerful beings like us are bound to be feared. It’s the natural instinct of intelligent beings to dread manipulation.”
“…”
Roel looked into the glowing, assessing eyes of the golden-haired woman before him as he considered her statement carefully.
“I’m not guarding against you. Rather than to say that I’m unwilling to use your spell, it would be more accurate to say that I can’t bear to use it.”
“You can’t bear to use it?”
Under Peytra’s penetrating gaze, Roel lowered his head slightly in contemplation, attempting to make sense of his thoughts.
“I have a feeling that a greater danger is encroaching. It wasn’t worth bringing out my trump card for the scuffle earlier on. I want to reserve my greatest power for the most critical moment.”
“Oh? I didn’t think that you would have such a high opinion of my blessing. It pleases me to hear such words. Indeed, treasuring the blessing I bestowed upon you is a show of respect to me. It’s pleasing to see that you know of respect.”
Peytra’s mood seemed to have lifted as her lips curled up. However, there was still a small doubt she had left.
“I noticed that your own self is at odds with your age.”
“My own self?”
“Yes. It’s impossible to lie to me in my world. This is a place that strips off all disguises to reveal one’s truest self.”
“… Is that so? That would explain why I feel a little peculiar here.
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