Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
The Rosaian military had been on close terms with the Ascart Fiefdom ever since the latter aided them in their fight against the Austine Empire. In fact, a key reason behind their support for Charlotte as the successor was her close relationship with Roel.
Unsurprisingly, the Rosaian military warmly welcomed Roel when he arrived at Rosa.
The welcome banquet they held for him had a relaxed and joyous atmosphere that didn’t leave him feeling restrained. He was also relieved to hear that Charlotte had remained in good condition after parting ways with him. He felt like he had finally accomplished his mission here.
Rosa was an unimaginably wealthy country. They had a top-tier medical team and countless talented individuals. As the successor of the Sorofya House, Charlotte would receive comprehensive treatment from state-of-the-art facilities. The doctors would also know how to treat her given their prior experience with Bruce’s curse.
For that reason, Roel wasn’t too worried that night.
After the banquet concluded, Roel returned to the highest-class hotel located in the heart of Rosa’s commercial district and soon fell asleep. He had to refrain from going into a deep sleep over the past half a month so as to ensure that he could respond right away if anything happened to Charlotte, so it was inevitable for him to have built up significant fatigue.
He was strong enough to be able to withstand physical fatigue without affecting his fighting prowess, but the same couldn’t be said about his mental fatigue. He needed to rest soon, and Rosa’s central district was a place he knew he could rest at ease.
Unexpectedly, his belated rest after the long journey wasn’t too peaceful. He was forcefully awoken in the midst of his sleep.
“Lord Roel! I am Grace! There are urgent matters I need to inform you of! Lord Roel!”
Before the sun could even rise, knocking sounds and the familiar voice of a maid echoed outside Roel’s room. Roel was surprised to learn that the person causing the ruckus was Grace, but more than that, it spurred a ba
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