Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
As William and her group of seven stepped onto the stage, the still feverish students gave them a warm round of applause while assessing them curiously.
It was rare to see anyone from Knight Kingdom Pendor in Saint Freya Academy, and their nobles were known to be averse to traveling outside their country. Over time, this isolated country became associated with so many legends that one couldn’t help but wonder if they were true.
It was inevitable that the First Grade students would be excited to meet them, and the group of seven that walked onto the stage didn’t disappoint their expectations.
The armored knight who revealed not a crevice of unprotected skin, William.
The adorable pink-haired, pink-eyed woman with a gentle smile, Teresa.
The valiant golden-haired woman dressed in light armor, Brittany.
The extraordinarily tall and muscular man who was surprisingly unarmored, Kurt.
The slim man who had covered his eyes with a mysterious piece of cloth, Stuart.
The cute black-haired, crimson-eyed woman dressed in a noble laced gown, Juliana.
The orange-haired, green-eyed woman with a small stature but a discomforting smile, Selina.
When these seven atypical youths appeared on the stage, the students broke into excited murmurs.
“Woah, that man is really tall. He’s buff too!”
“Don’t you think that blindfolded man over there looks a little suave?”
“A knight in armor; he gives off an air of secrecy.”
The female students assessed the students in front of them while applauding. As for the male students, they were so excited by the unique appearances of the transfer students—particularly the female ones—that their unfiltered thoughts flowed out from their mouths.
“That pink-haired girl is really adorable!”
“Hey hey, that crimson-eyed woman is clearly more beautiful. She gives off an air of grace.”
“Holy Sia, that golden-haired woman is stacked!”
But amongst the male students, there was a certain ash-haired man whose reaction was completely different.
W-why is she here?
Geralt’s face crumpled the moment he saw the golden-hai
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