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!
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
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
In the bustling banquet hall, Roel’s eyes suddenly widened before he could say a word. As the soft sensation interlocked with his fingers under the table, a shudder ran through his body. His face reddened and heartbeat hastened, as if he was on a roller coaster ride.
Geralt was baffled by his reaction. He couldn’t have imagined that Roel’s ECG graph was experiencing a huge leap at this very instant.
Meanwhile, Lilian was still calmly discussing the Kingdom Origin Attribute with Paul, showing no hints of what was happening beneath the surface.
“Chief, what’s wrong? Why is your face so red?”
“Ah? It’s nothing. I just feel a little warm.”
“Yeah, the weather has been getting warmer recently.
Geralt decided not to pay any heed to Roel's stiffened expression and fully immersed himself in the food and beverage instead. On the other hand, Agent Paul remained firmly seated on his chair as if he was glued to it.
Seeing this, Lilian showed a rare smile.
As the one whose homeland was located geographically furthest away from Roel, Lilian knew that her only chance to interact with him was while they were in the academy. Their interactions also had to be kept secret due to their political associations. This was a crippling disadvantage in this intense war for love.
However, she was able to compensate for that by securing a crucial lead over the other competitors—the support of Paul Ackermann.
Despite her limited contact with Roel, she was able to remain updated about his affairs thanks to Paul. In fact, her greatest enjoyment nowadays came from going through Roel’s daily report, and today’s move was a calculated maneuver based on gathered intelligence.
She knew that the other women wouldn’t be able to attend this party as they were too busy with the affairs of their respective factions. This was an ideal opportunity for her to make her move. The feeling of secretly advancing ahead of others in this race excited her greatly, especially when she was doing it before so many people.
With their fingers interlocked with one another, their
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