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
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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