Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 757- Gamble part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 897 - Another Mortal God?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 756- Trapped
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 776: Astral Winds
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 205 - I'm In A Hurry
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.06 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 073: The Immortal’s Rage
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 161: Bizarre Death
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 929: Sleepy Time
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 413.2: The Sound of Pouring Rain Doesn't Stop - Part 2
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 249.1: Surrender, I'll Take You to the Orgy Tonight (1)
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 001.2: Memories Finally Awakened, Part 2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 755- Arena
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 896 - Make Them Choose Peace
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 754.5- Another way of control part 2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 775: Reformation (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.05 - Northern District's Haze
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 204 - Raid The Dungeon A Few More Times; I Will Give You A Discount
It was starting to get colder in the Ascart Fiefdom as autumn deepened.
Farmers started to get busy, and merchants urged their distributors to hasten the transportation of goods so that supplies could arrive before the onset of winter. The number of carriages and patrolling soldiers on the road significantly increased, but it was worth noting that most people had smiles on their faces.
The farmers had a bountiful harvest this year, and the proxy fief lord, Roel, had reduced their taxes. Many merchants were also able to make more trips and maximize their profits thanks to the increased efficiency in the accounting system.
As for the soldiers, the improved financial condition of the Ascart Fiefdom had allowed for greater benefits for them, most notably, a raise in their salaries.
All of these translated to increased prestige for the Ascarts. There was no need for the Ascarts to spread word of their deeds at all; the populace could see the improvements that were being made to their lives themselves.
As such, when they learned that their proxy fief lord, Roel, was about to return from his studies, the civilians living in the vicinity of Ascart City immediately rushed to the city with excited smiles on their faces.
Just a few days back, an explosive piece of news reached their ears. They learned that Roel had clinched the champion trophy in the Challenger Cup. This was indubitably a huge affair. Even when the Ascart Fiefdom was a long distance away from the Country of Scholars, most civilians were still aware of the prestigious centuries old tournament and the significance of it.
All of a sudden, Roel’s standing rose from just the proxy fief lord of the Ascart Fiefdom to the hero of the people. Under the leadership of the Ascarts’ manor, the entire city began making preparations to welcome Roel back home.
Dense crowds filled up both sides of elaborately decorated streets, leaving Roel wondering if he had stumbled upon some festival when his carriage first arrived at the city. It was only at Anna’s explanation—she had been
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