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
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
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
An antiquated black carriage raced down the road to the Eirbower Dukedom. In it, a black-haired boy was currently tossing and turning on a bed.
Roel’s eyes were tightly shut, an indication that he was deeply asleep. Yet, there was a pained look on his face. He kept mumbling something nervously, but it was too slurred to make out what he was saying.
Perhaps it was because she heard the noise or that she had sensed the instability in Roel’s emotions through their faint bloodline bond, the carriage door suddenly opened and Lilian walked in. When she saw the state Roel was in, she anxiously rushed over to wake him up.
“Roel, Roel! Are you fine?”
“A-ah? Senior… Did I have a nightmare again?”
Lilian’s call jolted him awake from his dream. He clutched his forehead and rubbed his temple to alleviate his headache. He soon noticed Lilian's worried gaze and hurriedly waved his hand to reassure her.
“I’m fine, senior. It’s just a nightmare.”
“You have been having nightmares for the last few days. Are you really fine?”
“Yes, I’m fine. It’s just the exhaustion getting to me. I’ll probably feel much better once we arrive at Eirbower.”
“… Alright.”
There was nothing she could say since Roel was insisting that he was fine, but a worried frown still continued to linger on her forehead. She leaned down and gently embraced Roel, patting his back to comfort him.
Roel returned the hug, allowing Lilian’s warmth to envelop him. However, his face slowly turned grave.
It had been half a month since the two of them had left Leinster now, and they had been rushing the road this whole time. They had already passed by three towns so far and were about to reach the capital of Eirbower Dukedom, Aurora Capital Ols.
On the first day of their journey, while Lilian was out hunting, Roel bought a few items from the Affection Points Exchange Shop, including this Carriage of Sinners.
Understandably, Lilian was flabbergasted by the incomprehensible apparition of a carriage when she returned with her catch, but after he explained that he had obtained it through ce
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