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!
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
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
On the dining table, Alicia made use of the warm atmosphere to pose her request to Roel. Chris silently cheered her on from the side.
After having destroyed her bed, pot, door, and all sorts of furniture, she was struggling to think up reasons to send Alicia to the Azure Manor. That was also part of the reason why they chose to plan this internal celebration party.
This party was not just an ‘on a whim’ thing. They knew that it was only a matter of time before a round came where Roel defeated his opponent but Paul and Geralt ended up getting disqualified. Once that happened, they would be able to use it as an excuse to host this internal celebration party amongst them.
Having found a reliable pretext, Alicia spent the whole of last week honing her cooking skills under Chris’ mentorship.
As a noble herself, Alicia always had servants to attend to her every need. There had never been a need for her to cook before. It hadn’t been easy for her to pick up cooking all of a sudden, but the effects were more than satisfactory.
Her request was accepted without the slightest hesitation.
From Roel’s perspective, he knew better than anyone that Alicia didn’t know how to cook, and it was unlikely that she would ever have to learn it. In other words, she was doing this all for him. Given her sentiments, how could he possibly bring himself to reject her request?
In fact, it was only after accepting he had accepted the request that he belatedly recalled the Goddess of Fate’s Guidance. A helpless smile formed on his lips.
Is this fate? It looks like I would have still accepted Alicia’s request even if not for the Goddess of Fate’s Guidance. I wonder what kind of butterfly effect it’ll produce this time around.
Roel decided to toss those thoughts to the back of his head and focus on the present. It would be a waste to get distracted and lose sight of the little happiness in front of him.
Seeing the deed had been done, Chris joined in the conversation and talked about Carter’s reply letter.
“My father responded to your letter?”
“He
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