Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 175 - Spirited Away By A Skill
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 060: Ground Control Palace, Everlasting Nether Capital!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 141: Sealed Artifact
Roel found himself seated at an elegant dining table, a sumptuous breakfast spread out before him. The walls were adorned with masterful artworks, and fine music was playing in the background. The current situation was, honestly, very overwhelming to him.
For many years, he prided himself on being an honest, amiable, and helpful person, but he knew that good people didn’t thrive in the circle of nobility. Nobles were all about shared interests; being too individualistic would only make one an outcast. So, he had no choice but to adapt to the circumstances.
Fortunately, Roel was unexpectedly talented in acting. Be it portraying an envoy of justice or a shady businessman, he was always able to get into the role and capture the tone accurately. He never expected that a day would come where he would meet his match.
Earlier, laying on the princess bed in Charlotte’s bedroom, Roel found himself witnessing the overflowing acting talent that a successor of a massive business conglomerate possessed.
Charlotte didn’t even give Roel a chance to make a comeback at all. Right after attempting to gaslight him about the agreement they made previously, her eyes began to brim with tears.
“Darling, please don’t make such a cruel joke ever again, alright?”
“Ah? W-wait a moment, t-this is…”
“You also know that our engagement was decided by our ancestors a hundred years ago. This is a legacy they have entrusted to us as their successors; it’s sacred and inviolable. How could we possibly make a deal out of something like that?”
Watching as Charlotte uttered those words with tears in her eyes, Roel was stumped.
Is this really the same woman who dumped money on me back at the Ascarts’ manor to annul the engagement? Is it possible that I have been teleported to a parallel world instead? Maybe a mistake occurred while we were leaving the Witness State?
No no no, how could that be?
Shocked by how easily his fiancée had almost made him doubt his own sanity, Roel quickly shook his head to straighten his thoughts and calmed himself once more. H
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