Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 212: Scrape All Of the Martial Arts Legacies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 705- King Ghost Kill
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 175 - Spirited Away By A Skill
Saint Mesit Theocracy, Ascart Fiefdom.
In the brilliantly lit study room of the Ascarts’ manor sat a silver-haired girl. She was focused on looking through the report she was holding in her hands, and beside her was a huge stack of documents she had processed over the past few hours.
The arrival of summer meant that the weather in the Ascart Fiefdom had gotten considerably warmer. Due to that, none of the temperature regulation magic tools were activated, and the windows of the study room were left open. The night breeze that occasionally made its way in felt cooling on one’s skin.
Silver-rimmed glasses sat atop Alicia's nose bridge as she looked through the documents with a graceful demeanor. Her heart, however, wasn’t as calm as how she appeared on the surface.
“As expected, Lord Brother is truly a prodigy…”
Browsing through the figures in the accounting report, Alicia let out a small sigh as her awe for Roel rose another notch.
Alicia was the only one left in the Ascart Fiefdom ever since Roel left for Saint Freya Academy two months ago. She chose to pick up her older brother’s work and guide the Ascart Fiefdom down the path he had paved for it so that his earlier efforts wouldn’t go to waste.
Roel was initially hesitant to let Alicia take over his work due to her young age, timid character, and lack of experience in governance. These factors could make it difficult for her to exert her dominance over the subordinates, and she could end up suffering grievances as a result of that.
Despite Roel’s unrestrained doting toward her as an irreplaceable family member, Alicia remained very strict on herself, maintaining a high level of discipline when it came to official business. She wouldn’t butt into affairs that were beyond her jurisdiction, though she did dabble in some military-related administrative work assigned to her by Carter.
Nevertheless, she had a severely limited understanding of the plans relating to the fiefdom’s economic development, as well as the measures that had been put in place over the last few year
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