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!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
Under the night sky, right outside an underground wine cellar located in the mountains, Paul Ackermann was currently pacing around the room, pondering upon an extremely important question:
When a man and a woman hole themselves up in a secluded space for two hours in the middle of the night, what could they possibly be doing?
This was a profound question that would have elicited a variety of answers in Roel’s previous world. There were many different views one could take to this question. Some might say that they were fighting hard for the sake of the continuation of humankind whereas others might think they were just playing poker.
It was fortunate that poker cards didn’t exist in the Sia Continent, and nobles typically required a refined environment in order to engage in entertainment activities, so Paul was able to eliminate most of the possibilities. It was just that the remaining answer seemed to be…
Heh, how could that be possible?
Paul shook his head, laughing at the ludicrous conclusion he arrived at.
Big brother Roel might be a flawless man, but that’s imperial sister Lilian we’re talking about here! She’s a renowned ice beauty in the Austine Empire, not to mention that their backgrounds are polar opposites. How could a high noble from the Theocracy possibly get together with an imperial princess of the Austine Empire?
That’s just utterly impossible!
As much as Paul tried to turn his eyes away from it, he couldn’t change the fact that the two of them had been alone in the underground wine cellar for over two hours now. Slowly, the atmosphere started to turn a little odd, and speculative discussions were growing louder.
To make things worse, there had been no suspicious activity they could hear from the underground wine cellar thus far. There were no explosions, no clanging of swords, and no pulsations of mana. With that, they could eliminate the possibility of the two of them fighting or meeting with danger.
In the first place, there was already some tension between the Purplerose Faction and Bluerose Fac
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