Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Roel had always thought that the items sold at the Gold Coin Shop were extremely bizarre, ranging from the earlier bloodline enhancement item to this serum. Their side effects were so adverse that it really made him wonder who, in their right mind, would consume them.
In order not to die from consuming a 500 gold coin enhancement serum, one had to fork out an additional 1500 gold coins?
Heh, what a smartass! Is there a worse case of predatory marketing out there in the world? If it’s dangerous, why don’t you just mix the two serums together before selling them then?!
Roel heaved a deep sigh before he began to look into this ‘Lobor’ place. It turned out that there was no such place inside the Theocracy, so Roel chose to ask the home tutor who taught him culture and geography about it.
“Young master, there is a place called Lobor in the world, but it’s located inside the Austine Empire, and I don’t recall any battle ever having occurred there. Perhaps, you might have remembered wrongly?” replied the white-haired, white-bearded old scholar, Flori.
Flori was extremely knowledgeable, due to having spent his younger years touring the world, which was also why he was eventually recruited as Roel’s tutor. However, the eyes that he directed toward Roel were filled with disdain.
He felt that this wastrel of a scion had simply heard of some rumors about Lobor somewhere and wanted to bring it up to test him, and if he failed to answer the question, the latter would use this matter to kick up a huge fuss.
“… I see. Since that’s the case, let’s proceed with the lesson then, Mister Flori.”
Surprisingly, Roel didn’t make use of this opportunity to kick up a fuss. On the contrary, Roel listened attentively during the entire lesson, though he asked quite a bizarre question after the lesson ended.
“Mister Flori, are there still any world maps remaining from before the Third Epoch?”
“Maps before the Spirit Cataclysm of the Capital? I don’t think you’ll be able to find any of those in the open markets. Maps are very valuable, you see.
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