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
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)
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
Teresa had always found banquets a bother.
Due to her powerful Hextongue, Teresa mainly relied on her writings to communicate with others. She could get most of her message across without trouble, but the efficiency was terrible, especially during social events. It was hard for her writing to keep up with conversations during social events, and others needed time to read her writings too.
For that reason, she would always have an interpreter beside her to read her messages to facilitate conversation. The problem was that students weren’t allowed to bring outsiders into Saint Freya Academy, so Teresa couldn’t bring her interpreter with her.
This made it hard for her to hold a conversation, especially when the other party was the star of the banquet.
Don’t go.
Roel was surprised by the notebook that suddenly appeared before him. He lowered his head and looked at the pink-haired woman grabbing his sleeves.
Due to her inability to speak, Teresa could only use her physical actions to draw Roel’s attention. It was embarrassing for her to grab another person’s sleeves in such a formal setting, but there was no denying its effectiveness.
Knowing the difficulties Teresa faced in communication, Roel first informed Paul and the others, who were waiting for him by the side, that he had some business to deal with. Then, he led Teresa to one of the seats by the side of the room, where she could take her time writing her message.
Roel’s consideration touched Teresa’s heart, and she flashed him a radiant smile. She picked up her quill and began writing down her message.
Mister Roel, I’d like to relay my deepest gratitude to you about William’s affairs.
“You don’t have to thank me. I just did what I wanted to.”
That might be the case, but what you have done changed William’s fate. I feel indebted to you as her older sister, so I ask you to accept my gratitude.
“Alright. It’s William’s fortune to have a caring older sister like you.”
Roel casually remarked as he glanced at the armored knight surrounded by fans some distance awa
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