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
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
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Outside the royal palace, the crowd that had gathered out of excitement upon learning of Nora’s safe return had yet to scatter. Their discussions revealed their joy and relief.
However, the joyous atmosphere didn’t extend into the royal palace’s conference room. Roel held tightly onto the war report as he stared at Nora and waited for her reply, but the latter had fallen dead silent.
The term, ‘heading to the frontline’, had a different significance for different people.
For valiant warriors who devoted many years to honing their skills, it was an opportunity for them to rise through the ranks. For knights loyal to their liege, it was a trial to prove themselves. But to those worried about their loved ones, it was a parting phrase they least wanted to hear.
On the whole, the Ascarts and the Xeclydes were in an advantageous position in the internal war. It was a good opportunity for Roel to build up military contribution. Nora understood that, but there was still a part of her that refused to give consent.
“… Why?”
“Hm?”
“There isn’t any reason for you to head to the frontline. If military contribution is what you want, you have already done enough by bringing me back safely. Or does that mean nothing to you at all? Does military contribution only comprise killing enemies on the battlefield to you?”
Nora clasped her hands tightly as she posed her questions, her voice quivering with anger. Despite her confrontational attitude, Roel didn’t lose his temper. Instead, he gave her a proper answer.
“To me, bringing you back safely is a glory I’ll be able to boast of for an entire lifetime. I won’t forget it even on my deathbed. There is no military contribution that can compare to it.”
“!”
It was an arrow straight to the heart. Nora felt her rage fading off into another searing emotion, but after a moment of silence, she still decided to persist in her stance.
“Then there should be even less reason for you to take this risk. From our time in Tark Prairie till now, you haven’t been able to take a proper break. You ought to
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