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
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?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 261: I’ve Closed My Eyes
A week later…
It was evening and the bustling commercial street of Saint Freya Academy was filled with people. The doors of the Brokesword Tavern kept opening and closing nonstop, adding a lively atmosphere to the place.
The greetings from the tavern’s boss and the sound of wooden mugs bumping into one another echoed loudly every now and then. The rich aroma of alcohol wafted in the building. By the corner on the second floor sat a hooded young man and a crimson-haired woman.
“Say, Miss Chris, is it really good for you to bring me to such a place?”
“Hm? Aren’t you of age?”
“That’s not the problem here!”
Roel Ascart discreetly scanned the surroundings as he spoke.
It was already sundown, and the tavern was starting to grow crowded. There were many individuals seated on the bar counter to share a conversation with their buddies while indulging themselves in alcohol. Some of the regulars sat on the two pax seats by the corners whereas new customers curiously examined the collection hanging on the wall.
True to its name, there were over a hundred broken swords affixed to the wall of the Brokesword Tavern.
At first glance, the tavern looked like a shabby building made out of stone and wood, but it was actually an extremely famous shop on this centuries-old street of Saint Freya Academy.
Rumors had it that the owner of the tavern used to be a swordsman, but an adventure went wrong caused him to lose all of his companions and sustain irrecoverable trauma. Crushed by his loss, he returned to the academy he once attended and started a tavern. He pinned the broken swords that had once accompanied him on his adventures onto the walls as a symbol of camaraderie.
The owner’s action received the approval of many knights. It started a tradition where retired swordsmen could entrust their broken swords to the tavern so as to find a good resting place for their old companions. The number of broken swords in the tavern increased to over a hundred over the years, and every single one of them carried detailed information on their
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Novel Notes
ℭ𝔥𝔢𝔠𝔨 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔶 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩𝔰:
100,000/Hour Professional Stand-in
Library of Heaven's Path
Martial God Asura from Chapter 4320
