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
Roel had no idea how many creation transcendents there were in the academy. He had been far too busy both in the day and at night that he couldn’t afford to spare any attention to care about such stuff.
But while he hadn’t been paying any focus to it, someone else was—Lilian.
As a Third Grade student, she was far too familiar with the circumstances surrounding the creation transcendent in the academy. The first class was still alright, but she wouldn’t be able to avoid facing Roel for future combat practices. For this reason, she felt averse to this class.
After entering the summoning classroom, she headed straight for the seat that was reserved for her by the members of the Purplerose Faction. Over ten Austine nobles took their seats around her, leaving no room for anyone else to approach her.
Given so, there was no way for Roel to sit close to her, though it was not as if he would do so even if he could.
However, what surprised Roel was that he was also swiftly surrounded by people.
It was no secret to the student populace that he was a creation transcendent—after all, privacy was nonexistent to public figures—so it was inevitable that many of his classmates would make use of this opportunity to get close to him. It was just moments after he settled down at the back row that people started swarming around him like bees drawn to a flower.
“Pleased to meet you, Roel. I am…”
“Roel, do you have time later on? What do you think about having lunch together?”
“You’re intending to recruit members for your Bluerose Faction, right? I can help you with that.”
“Thanks for your offers, but I have no such intention at the moment.”
Amidst the swarm of female students, Roel put on a graceful noble smile and politely rejected their goodwill. His impeccable etiquette made it seem like he was dealing with them with ease, but the truth was that he was already starting to tire out.
It had been years since Roel had to deal with any women approaching him at social settings. In the Theocracy, Nora and Alicia were terrifying alpha w
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