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!
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
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A few days later, Roel laid his eyes on the nostalgic sights in the Ascarts’ manor before sitting down on a sofa to soothe his exhaustion. Alicia settled down beside him and slowly sipped on a warm cup of tea.
Celebrations broke out in Ascart City following their return.
News about Roel defeating one of the Six Calamities had started spreading to the nearby countries. In particular, the rate of propagation was exceptionally fast in the Ascart Fiefdom, to the point where it was already known by every household by now.
While the Six Calamities were threats beyond what ordinary civilians could fathom, Shrouding Fog’s devouring of Tark Stronghold had inflicted mental trauma on the Theocracy’s civilians. Over the past year, those ancient monsters had become entities that evoked terror by their mere mention.
Yet, during this climate of fear, the people of the Ascart Fiefdom learned that their proxy fief lord had defeated one of those terrifying ancient monsters. This reassuring news comforted their uneasy hearts and greatly galvanized them.
As soon as Roel’s convoy entered the city gates, the city streets that had fallen quiet after the onset of winter swiftly filled up with huge crowds, looking almost like sardines packed in a can. The people welcomed their hero’s return with the loudest applause they could offer, bringing about a festive atmosphere even before New Year’s Day.
Even after they had entered the Ascarts’ manor, the buzz on the street could still be heard.
This was incredible considering how the Ascarts’ manor covered a huge swathe of land, and the main building was built a fair distance away from the closest street. Not even the bustle of New Year’s Day had been able to reach this place.
The excitement was palpable inside the Ascarts’ manor too, with Anna and the other maids walking around with beaming smiles. They, too, were delighted by their young master’s return.
“Young master, shall I turn on the noise filter?”
“No, it’s fine. It’s nice to soak in the bustle every now and then.”
Infected by the atmos
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