Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Nora Xeclyde’s birthday was a huge affair in the Saint Mesit Theocracy. It served as a networking event for the landed nobles all over the Theocracy and a means to consolidate the royal family’s influence, thus making it an important political event.
As a result, the day seemed to lose its significance when not spent in such a manner.
Nora was visibly taken aback by Roel’s birthday wish. She hadn’t paid any attention to the date ever since she moved to Tark Stronghold, and the occasional loss of memories during her Seraphication made it hard for her to properly keep track of time.
However, Roel still remembered it clear as day, proving that he didn’t view her birthday as a political tool as most people did. He had remembered it in his heart because of her.
It was moving for her to know that her birthday was remembered by the person she fancied, but it was hard for her to express her delight at a situation like this.
“W-wait a moment! I’m happy that you remember my birthday, but what’s with this cuff?!”
“It’s a Contract Shackle, though I guess I should probably call it Angel Shackle now.”
“Huh?”
“It’s a special lock created by the resonation of two bodies harnessing mana of the same attribute. It’s not a physical item, so it’s impossible to struggle free of it. It can only be severed when one of the mana sources vanishes,” Roel explained the principles behind the lock he had received from the Witch Queen.
Nora was initially confused by the explanation, but her body soon stiffened up when she understood the connotation behind those words.
“You mentioned… mana of the same attribute? Are you saying that…”
“That’s right. That fellow left a trace of her powers in my body in the previous fight.”
“!”
Nora felt her head spin. There was no one in the world who knew the prowess of the golden aura as well as she did, and that was why she reacted so vehemently to it.
“Why didn’t you tell me about it? I want you to head back right now! It’s an order!”
“An order? My apologies, but I refuse.”
“Roel, you!!!” roared Nora in agitatio
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