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
Morning, at Saint Freya Academy’s Fendt Cafe, famous for its desserts, two ladies were seated opposite to each other at a table, one with brilliant golden hair and the other with lustrous auburn hair.
Nora Xeclyde and Charlotte Sorofya.
The esteemed leaders of the Goldenrose Faction and the Redrose Faction were gracefully having morning tea with one another, but the atmosphere between them lacked cordiality. After all, it was a private meeting. Had it been a business meeting instead, they would have at least tried to maintain an impartial attitude to fulfill their responsibilities.
The two of them had been arguing for the past month over the allocation of Roel’s schedule, and it was only out of graciousness that they were maintaining a minimal level of courtesy with one another.
Besides, they weren’t gathered here today to resolve their personal differences. It was to discuss a letter that had been delivered to each of their residences earlier in the morning to inform them of something that was extremely concerning.
“Are you aware that Roel and that woman have gone in pursuit of the evil cultists?”
“Of course. I know everything about darling, so how could something as important as that elude me?”
“What’s your take?”
“… Not of concern.”
Charlotte responded to Nora’s vague question with an equally vague answer. The latter pondered quietly for a moment before nodding in agreement.
As Roel Ascart’s protector and fiancée, both Nora and Charlotte were extremely wary about Roel enrolling at Saint Freya Academy. Unlike in the Ascarts’ manor, there were simply far too many opportunities here for conniving vixens to try to get close to him.
‘Graveyard of Lovers’ and ‘Paradise of Vixens’, some had dubbed Saint Freya Academy. Far too many engaged couples and childhood friends had fallen prey to this treacherous land that only the foolish would dare to take it lightly.
While Nora and Charlotte had their fair share of fights since the start of the semester, they stood on the same front when it came to repelling outsiders. So far, they h
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