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
On a grassy hilly terrain, a flabbergasted Roel stared at his ancestor quietly.
The wind blew and the grass rustled. There was a slight spurt of blood from Ro Ascart’s chest. Roel stared at his overexcited ancestor as a question popped into his mind.
How in the world are you spouting such perverted atrocities with such an innocent face?
“Pardon me, but what did you just say?”
“I said that you should knock up the female offspring of the Ackermanns…”
“Okay, you can stop now.”
Roel raised his hand to stop Ro Ascart as he massaged his temples to ease the headache that had started setting in.
“Didn’t you leave behind a message on Kayde’s body, telling us not to trust the Ackermanns?”
“I did, and I still feel the same way. But is there a contradiction between knocking up a daughter the Ackermanns and trusting them?”
“Of course there is!” exclaimed Roel.
He glared at the incredibly composed Ro as his cheeks swiftly reddened. He took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself down before continuing on.
“Doesn’t knocking someone up entail marrying that person? How could you marry someone whom you don’t even trust?!”
“Does it entail marriage? That’s an oddly old-fashioned thought coming from someone of the future generation… Cough cough! Anyway, you can just decide for yourself!”
Noticing the ‘Are you a scumbag?’ look coming from his descendant, Ro swiftly changed his tune. It would appear that his descendant had a proper upbringing, which nurtured a strong sense of morals and responsibility within him. It was unlikely someone like that would knock someone’s belly up and shirk responsibility.
On one hand, Ro was gladdened by that since having an excellent character was the most important foundation for someone who had awakened to the Ascart Bloodline. A person who harbored filth in his heart would only provide opportunities for his enemies to bring him down.
But on the other, having an excellent character wasn’t beneficial to the mission he was assigning to Roel. Just looking at Roel’s reddened face was enough to make him s
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