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
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
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
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)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 217: Stone Paintings
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 295: Twelve People
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1120- Team buff
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 921: Annihilating an Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1119- Drifting Gold Eyes
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 590: Uncle and Nephew (2)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 18: The Vengeance of the Rats!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 294: New City
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 216: Do You Feel Uncomfortable?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1118- Space exception
Teresa watched Roel’s departing silhouette with a smile. It was only when he finally disappeared that she turned her gaze toward the bend by the corner of the street. An armored silhouette finally walked out from the bend.
“Did he notice me?”
Likely so. Your aura is far too unique.
Teresa answered with a helpless look on her face.
William quietly walked over to the table and took a seat. She stared at the spot Roel had seated on just a moment ago with pensive eyes.
On the other hand, Teresa revealed a reassured smile.
She had been trying her best to understand what kind of person Roel was through their encounters thus far. Today’s conversation only happened because she was confident that he wouldn’t accept William’s sacrifice. She, too, didn’t want to see William becoming a scapegoat for another person, even if the other party was the descendant of the legendary Ardes.
She had seen how William, despite being born as a lofty princess, was forced to cast aside her honor and don heavy armor due to the prophecy, unable to show her face to anyone. Day after day, she had to withstand the unbearable pain inflicted on her by the armor and undergo torturous training, all so she could die for another person’s stead.
It pained Teresa to see all of this.
She saw William as her own younger sister, and none of this seemed right to her.
Why was it that she, the Hextongue Princess, was able to enjoy luxuries and receive the respect of the people whereas the real princess couldn’t even put on a skirt?
That was why she took the initiative to inform Roel of the matter, but to her surprise, the latter responded even more intensely than she had expected. It even jolted the heart of William, who had rushed all the way here to stop her upon realizing what she was going to do.
How is it, Mina? Are you happy with his response? I told you that he wouldn’t leave you to the lurch.
“What is there to be happy about? Something like this is merely…”
William lowered her head as her voice slowly faded amidst murmurs. Teresa smiled at that.
Isn’t this fin
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