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
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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