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!
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Roel didn’t choose to return to the Azure Manor to rest up after seeing Nora off. Instead, he headed to the Dancing Butterfly Museum to meet Charlotte, who had just ended her battle with Lilian.
“Darling? What brings you here?”
Roel’s arrival came as a surprise to Charlotte, but she was able to quickly understand the meaning behind his visit.
She was indeed in low spirits after losing to Lilian, but she visibly brightened up at Roel’s arrival. Ever since the commencement of the Challenger Cup, the two of them had hardly met each other because they were either busy training their faction members or making preparations for their own battle.
“Hmph. You came to visit me because you were worried that I would be in a bad mood?”
“Mmm. Rosa has a tense relationship with the Austine Empire, so I was worried that you might be burdened by it…”
“…”
Roel carefully chose his words while assessing Charlotte’s expression. He noticed a slight flicker in her eyes, and it made him heave a deep sigh.
As an offspring of the Sorofya House, Charlotte faced a lot of stress from a young age. Unlike the Ascarts, the Sorofyas were a huge clan. She was first in line for succession, but there were many others queuing behind her, waiting for her to slip up so that they could take her position.
Her retrieval of the Sofyas’ heritage did reinforce her position greatly, such that it would be hard for anyone to shake her standing now. Nevertheless, her defeat to Lilian, the princess of a perceived hostile nation, was likely to bring about some negative influence.
With such thoughts in mind, Roel looked at Charlotte and gently asked.
“Charlotte, has the Sorofyas been putting stress on you?”
“… It can’t be helped. The anti-Austine sentiment in Rosa remains strong even after all these years,” replied Charlotte with a bitter smile.
Roel’s face turned solemn upon hearing those words. He gave the matter some thought before nodding his head.
“… I understand. I’ll write a letter to Rosa’s military and have Grandpa Ugin handle this. Let’s see who dares to ca
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