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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
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
In one of the rooms in the Nymph Palace, a black-haired man and lady sat opposite to one another.
The Nymph Palace was known for its delicate interior decor, and it would appear that the rumors weren’t unfounded. It was just that the solemn atmosphere looming in the room hindered one from appreciating the aesthetics.
It was just half an hour ago that Roel entered the Nymph Palace and explained everything he knew about the Bloody Envelope Incident to Lilian.
Unlike Paul, he didn’t bother looking for Cheryl’s ‘Book of Truth’ insignia before paying Lilian a visit to request for her help. He didn’t want to waste his time and risk alarming his enemy. Besides, he had confidence in convincing her and making things happen.
Not all words were equal.
Unlike Paul, who was an ostracized illegitimate son of the Austine Empire, Roel was one of the six Ringbearers of Saint Freya Academy. This legitimized the operations of the Request Club, making it a powerhouse with the backing of the Bluerose Faction.
Anything that came out of Roel’s mouth carried weight, even if there was no evidence behind it. On top of that, Roel wasn’t here to plead for help and assistance; he was here to ask for cooperation.
Roel’s Request Club would provide intelligence on the hideouts of the evil cultists, and Lilian’s Special Ops Team would serve as the main fighting force to encircle and destroy them. This was the proposal he was going with.
Typically speaking, the one with the greatest obligation to defeat evil cultists should have been the Saint Mesit Theocracy, but the students in Nora’s faction were mostly still in the First Grade, so the average fighting prowess was still at Origin Level 5. They were still severely lacking compared to the elite force Lilian had carefully picked out and groomed.
Out of consideration for the vast difference in military might, Roel gave up on the idea of approaching Nora and Charlotte for help.
What he was aiming for here was a perfect victory, and he wouldn’t allow any uncertainty to bog down his plan.
Beside
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