Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Looking at the notifications swiftly popping up in the System, Roel took a sweeping gaze at his surroundings and saw that quite a few people in the crowd had gone green too.
Of course, the largest sum was still from Paul, but there were still small bits of Affection Points trickling in from all around too. It looked like there were quite a few righteous people in the world after all.
With such thoughts in mind, Roel’s mood grew a little better. He turned over to Paul with a smile and said.
“It’s nothing much. I just can’t stand it when others parading their strength around to oppress those weaker than them.”
“Big brother Roel…”
“I should be younger than you though,” said Roel as he reached out and helped Paul back up to his feet.
Paul raised his head to look at Roel with eyes filled with gratitude, but he immediately flinched when he saw the sight behind Roel. At the same time, a familiar voice sounded.
“Indeed, I can’t stand such stuff too. It’s just that you made far too big of a commotion here.”
“Hm?”
A doting sigh echoed behind Roel. Surprised by the voice, he instinctively turned his head around, only to see a golden silhouette walking through the parted crowd.
Nora Xeclyde was slowly heading his way under the accompaniment of the Theocracy’s nobles, but unlike his earlier encounter with Charlotte on the streets, he was much more composed this time around.
Nora was bound to make an entrance here after the huge ruckus he had caused by releasing the nine-headed serpent. Technically speaking, Roel was considered to be under her jurisdiction since he was a noble of the Theocracy too.
As Nora was enrolling into the academy this year, the Xeclydes generously offered to subsidize the tuition fee of all suitably aged young nobles of the Theocracy so that they could enroll into Saint Freya Academy too, resulting in a far larger intake of freshmen this year. In exchange, these nobles were obliged to protect Nora, though, frankly speaking, it was unlikely that she would ever require their protection.
As the successor of
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